Anthony Zeigler

Time

Time is where we are
And time is where we've been
Time is being lost
And found again

Time is the day we were born
Time is the day we die
Time is the hours that pass
As they come just t fly

Time is what we know
Time is what we learn
Time is what it is
Some times it will hut and some times it will burn

Time is all we have
Though it seems so little
Time is all around us
We are caught in the middle

Time is when we're there
Time is what we've missed
Time is our biggest fear
But we try to make the best of it

Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 17, 2009

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Comments about Time by Anthony Zeigler

  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (11/18/2014 12:20:00 AM)

    Time the important thing of life and a beautiful poem.

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  • Justin Mendoza (3/2/2010 8:12:00 PM)

    hey this is pretty good Anthony i give it a 9.5/10 keep writing poetry =D

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