Time... Poem by Shaun Cronick

I belieeve I wrote something like this for Sunday. Please check anything you haven't read and comment I would like to hear from you. I'll see ya Sunday

well done, this amazing poem reminding me with A Dream Within a Dream by EDGAR ALLAN POE: I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand — How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep — while I weep! O God! Can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp?

It's definitely a never enough time inspired ten from me!

Absoultely Shaun. When I worked as a tutor in my local college, management was forever telling us to be creative with our time which is basically a euphemism to get as much done as possible without taking time to reflect on what one is doing. Thankfully, now I have more time to prepare properly and if pupil/student happiness and results are anything to go by I'm glad I chose my current path. Nevertheless, it is amazing how time creeps up on us...it will soon be Christmas!

A marvelous and insightful write. Time has its own course Its hands never stop for anyone. We are its followers. Beautifully crafted and well conveyed poem. To my Poem List.

Time just slips through my fingers. It is never, never enough.

the time is a huge secret, many philosophers tried to understanding it, but the mystery still there and it is passing so quick nowadays, 10+ and onto my fav list