Time, oh precious time, it waits for no one,
It marches on, its pace cannot be undone.
A moment lost, is a moment gone forever,
And with each tick of the clock, time grows ever clever.
Time is a gift, that we should cherish and hold,
For it's a commodity, more precious than gold.
We often take it for granted, and let it slip away,
But we must remember, time can't be bought or delayed.
It's up to us, to make the most of every day,
To cherish each moment, and make it count in every way.
Time is a teacher, and with it comes wisdom and growth,
As we learn from the past, and pave the way for future growth.
For time is a resource, that we can never replace,
And the value of it, we must always embrace.
So let us use our time wisely, and never forget,
That time is a treasure, that we should never regret.
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Time's Wings
Non-Fictionmy second book of poems about time and aging written about two years ago