Time Flies Poem by Audrey Heller

Here it is, another day and as always,
it's slipping away! It's hard to keep
up, with old father time, he's forever,
on the go. Why he has to move so fast,
frankly, I don't know! Doesn't he ever
get tired, the way he rolls along? I
know I do, for I keep singing, the same
old song! What's his hurry, is my lament,
where is he rushing to? I barely have time
to get everything done, there's an awful
lot, to do. I wish he'd take a moment and
slow down, just a little bit. We all need
that extra time, to keep abreast of it!
Now, father time, I've let my feelings be
known and said what I had to say. Wouldn't
it be nice, if you take this little advice
and slowly but surely, did it, my way!