TIME...
Time passes me by
With no hint of my existence,
No more than a faint scent of yesterday
Racing toward a forever tomorrow
That will never appear
Only to turn today into yesterday
And yesterday into yester-year
TIME...
"Time Is Of The Essence"
Like the heavens to the skies
Poetry in slow motion
As from a beautiful birth, long-lasting,
To a violent, horrific demise;
Memories of when........
And predictions of futures beheld
The sum of many moments, there-in,
Weighed on a greater scale..................TIME!!