Time by Linda V

It is something that you keep

It is something that you give

It is something that you fill

Every moment that you live

You wish you could do more

But the hours do not last

The piles just get higher

Each day becomes the past

The clock seems to be spinning

Out of control – there is no end

It is something that runs out

With each moment that you spend

You want to get it back

All these minutes you have spent

It is something that you’ll

And never know just where it went

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