Time Poem by Tiffany Walters

Time


The healer of all wounds,
the destroyer of lives,
one who does not forgive,
or let anyone go by untouched.
It decides what will happen,
and all you may do is wait.

Many say that time is short,
others that we need to move faster,
I say we just need go with the flow.
Do not question time,
since once yours is all up,
there will be no more need for answers.

Time is a variable, not a number.
At moments it dazzles off,
others it seeps slowly as molasses.
No one can do anything about this,
so there is no point in worrying,
yet let stuff happen by themselves.

Seen from both sides, a sign of death,
and also a sign of perpetuous life,
time measures its way to touch,
every sole being and item differently.
Leaving a fingerprint, unique in its kind,
in every single one of us.

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Time II

Tic toc tic toc.
And we watch the time crawl past,
as we let lives pass, in these ever so fast moving lights.
not seeming to keep up with the time, always lagging behind,
as we stare into one another's eyes, aging ever so quickly,
yet wanting to make the moment last forever, but time keeps moving,
until that day that one of us parts, leaving the other alone,
where all time stops and only memories of the past seem to move,
as darkness shrouds around causing reminiscing the good old times difficult,
so we strive to move forward, no matter how difficult the road may be,
making no memory be in vain, as our loved one will always be present,
in our hearts, they thrive peacefully as time unfreezes and life goes on.
Tic toc tic toc.