My Walk With Time

I met Time the other day

the festive old b*****d

he pulled me alongside him

dragging me along until I gave in

 

We reminisced about the good old days

cried together for the people lost

laughed over absurd life choices

sang about promising futures

 

I enjoyed my walk with Time

sad to see it end so soon

he leaned in kissing my cheek

secretly whispering in my ear

 

Once he had left I ponder his words

 

Looking in the past or towards the future is great

but don’t forget about the present

if you are not careful it is easy to lose

 

The past will always be there

the future is always coming

the present is but a moment

hard to grasp and quickly lost

the most precious gift of time

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A very nice poem. I like your take on time...bravo