Time

Second by second,

time escapes.

Tick...tock...

The hands move around and around,

a never ending cycle.

Tick...tock...

In a flash, a day is gone,

a week,

a year,

a decade.

Tick...tock...

So many memories

lost in time.

So much time spent,

finding yourself.

Tick...tock...

Time is running out.

You must decide.

What will you choose?

Tick...tock...

 

Bridgett Lyall

4-16-09