The Nature Of Time
Each day I rise from bed
And look up to the sky
I watch the clouds that roll along
Or as migrant birds go by
I also like to watch the sun
As it starts its daily climb
A hot celestial clock
Used to measure time.
Time is so important
The most precious thing on earth
Time enshrines our memories
From old age back to birth.
Time should never be wasted
And never wished away
Never looking to tomorrow
Time is for today.
We hear young people talking
Of having time to kill
But as we’re getting older
We wish time could stand still.
Each second we should treasure
In all we do and say
Too quickly time will fade
And become a yesterday
Within the sands of time
Our lifetime’s but a grain
Gone in just a heartbeat
No time to live again
Time for us is measured
By our lifespan, so they say
In human terms that’s eighty years
To the mayfly it’s just a day.
With a watch, clock or chronometer
Passage of time is measured
But within the minds of people
Their happy times are treasured.
While still the clock is ticking
There’s a way of freezing time
By encapsulating memories
In photos, books or in rhyme.