Time

Time goes on and on
Drags everything in its path
Like an avalanche in a hurry
It can crush many
Without giving time to scream
Run, or be able to hide

The unforgiving time goes
We can only notice
How the face changes
By age
Wrinkles you put in places
Hard to hide
And wrinkled hands
Therefore work
People’s wrinkled hands
That you love more
Grandparents you never want to let go

The time in memory you will stay
Being present
The time you will enjoy
Think about the future
Over time it
Can cause anxiety
The future is unpredictable
Wake up and don’t suffer anymore

Time no one can control
With its invisible wings
Goes flying
No one will know for sure
What does the future holds
You will be happy or unhappy

We just have to let go and trust
That the best will come
The time behind
It is only an instant that will not return
What comes to pass
In due time
It is the best that will happen
Don’t be filled with grief or sorrow
For things you don’t understand
You won’t understand just leave
Let him follow the course
Why only time
Will help us
To heal the wounds
How deep we see it bleed

The time when many
They refer to you
That time has no mercy
And no one will be able to control
They can only look
Your old watch to accompany you
Children who are born
You will see them grow and they will walk
And soon they will say mom
They will walk, they will run
And many will pass
On their side and they won’t recognize them
And one day they will become old men

It is a clear vision
That life
We should enjoy
Why time
It goes so fast
That no one can stop
Let’s learn to be happy
Because a new
Opportunity in this life
Will not have

Eventually no one
You can joke
In an instant
You can remember
Your first kiss
That someone special
Could give you

Leave time
Do her job
No one can judge
Because somewhere
Life opportunity
Things can change

In time no one can hide
A lie because
One day it will come out

In due time
We can say a baby was born
And happy to be
And in another circumstance
Be burying
To a loved one
Somewhere else
Where his remains will rest

Magic time or not
Real or unreal
We can think
Be asleep or awake
Cry of sadness
Or of happiness
The true reality
Is that at the time
No one will be fooled
And in due course
Escape.


ARELIS J. MARSH

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