Life On Time Poem by Patti Masterman

Time is all that you and I possess
Just hours, minutes, seconds set aside
First here, now there..Currency dispensed:
Coinage of idea and mind, in which we confide.

Mixing of thoughts, in communal-vaulted time
To arrange, order, divide, dissect: Reveal
Forgotten epiphanies: leaps of faith
Recovered from the fantasy: the real.

Time, relentless benefactor, gives
The hours, minutes, seconds, one by one-
Are we, mere watchmen of the fragile trust
Till the getting and spending of all our days is done?