Time was,
things were simplier than now-
days passed without much forethought-
life happened as in easy moments-
hands ticked by with hardly a notice.
Time was,
there 'was' time.
Time now,
shortens and gives thought
to time's meaning.
Things are planned,
things are thought out.
Spur of the moment becomes unknown.
Whims become risky,
dreams become murky-
not quite as clear as when time was.
Time was,
everything lay before you,
within' reach.
Wishes were whimsical
and hope, not foolish.
Then time is...
merely time,
moving too fast
and never waiting for you to catch up.
It only passes us by,
whether we can keep up pace-
or not.