A Matter Of Time Poem by estif Gebru

You were my bustrade
Who never let me down
You were judicious
Who think quietly
And never mistaken early
But time became the matter
You have changed your character
Completely different like summer and winter

You were every thing
Who shows love from the beginning
But time matters your caring
You became vociferous
You might trust in your appearance

Take a concentration don’t be volatile
Because you might understand that you are mistaken
It might be too late to apologize after a while
So look at the matter of time
Don’t be wanton; don’t put your self shame

written by someone who loves you