Time marks time
Time is lost
Time is spent
Time is saved
Time is in the mind
It never stops
Racing ahead like a tortoise
Slowing to the pace of a hare
The slow time of youthful Summers
The lightning time of old Winters
Time is of the making and breaking of man
Born of his need for control
To hold in his hand
It slips through fingers as the sands
5,4,3,2,1
The end or the beginning
Time run out with bell still ringing
For time has me in its grasp
Helpless, staring to the past
No time, has me in its grip
No time to lose
It’s time to choose
But one day will be time to go
To take my leave ,
My clock to stop
The ticking time bomb
That is our hearts
Wound up at birth and set to run
Pre set with a number of ticks followed by the pre set tocs.
Time for Time to knock
Father Time will look down
Hour glass in hand
A glint in his eye
5,4,3,2,1
The end ,or just the beginning?
29/10/2023
19:45-20:10
