Ya'ara David

Time - Poem by Ya'ara David

when time was born,
the thing that grew fast was corn.
when time was fast,
time flew past.
when time does not go fast,
slowing down are Birthdays that are last.
Time is Time,
you can waste your time By making a rhyme.
Time is from day to day expectation,
about that you need an explanation.
what is time?
if we won't think about that then it may be Just Fine!

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 23, 2010

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