As time goes on everything gets better
Myself and everyone around me will time wither
Time is fun and happy yet sorrowful and lonely
time is not just me, myself, and only
Only time will tell who we really are
Time isn't deep, short, high, or far
Time is me and I am time
The weight of it is oh so sublime
Time is endless like space
And goes at a very slow pace
Yet time is fast
It's as if time has already past
Time is something great
It is always early never late
Time is amazingly grand
It leads me through life and takes me by the hand
I am happy for time it is my existence
Time is my very being and essence
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem