Moving With Time Poem by Clarence Williams

I messed  up and went way out in left field, in thinking let me see....that your ability to love me was to much for you, because I felt as tho  your always so  busy.

Now Im busy too because i kinda got it! And it's  plain and clear that I'm not a priority, everything takes balances. And it's up to us to make time! For one another But now  I realize thee importance of every second, every minute, and every hour, you could never get back. How long do you think I would Waite for You to see that time is on the move and I'm one of the groupies.