why is time so important?
is it because we have so much?
or so little?
why does time seem to pass so slow?
or so fast?
do we have all the time in the world?
is time a way to keep us from going insane?
or can a slow moving clock make us insane?
do you have time for time?
does time have time for you?
I know how time works,
one day I hope to have the time
to find the meaning of time
or at least to learn
how to make use of my time.
Comments about this poem (Time by Randy Briggs )
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