Time waits for no-one...

September poetry number six.

Time waits for no-one...

The fatality of youth, we believe. We will never grow old and we learn with time. Time is a heartless friend. One day, our face of youth, our energy of youth and our dreams will become old and forgotten. Our dreams, just myth and tale.

We will retreat to places and faces when the night is long. We will tell the deep glass of whiskey. I should of done more, I should of been kinder.

Now the old man tell his grandchildren, make the good days last forever and try to forget the bad days. You must stroll deep into the forest and you must love the ancient trees. You must dance with the Great lakes and the sea as often, as you can. 

And when love is near. Be kind, be thankful. Time isn't our friend. Just a thief in the night.

Coyote

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Katrina Mckeown]

Very true Coyote… Time is not kind and we must make the most of what time we have and appreciate everything in life especially Nature in all her beauty !
Wisen our Children that time goes quickly like sand sifting through our fingers until each grain has gone!
Katrina

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree dear Katrina and thank you for reading and the comment. The children are watching us. We set the example for them.

[The_Ancient_Rock]

My words exactly...

More or less...

Good.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.

[The_Ancient_Rock]

You are welcome.

Looking forward to read more, in the future. ;)

[Melinda McQueen]

So on the money. Time keeps forging ahead.
Well done, Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Melinda. We must make everyday, a good day.

[Stuart Munro]

We are a Living Time capsule , that’s eventually buried into History

[Coyote Poetry]

You are right Stuart. We must enjoy every new day. Thank you for reading and the comment.

[Stuart Munro]

It’s a pleasure

[Chris Shaw]

Wise words for the grandchildren Coyote. You are right, time is a thief. When you are young you think you are never going to grow old. Be kind, be thankful, love nature and build nice memories. All good ingredients for a happy life. All good wishes to you.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Chris. I hope you are doing well and enjoying the days of September.