Time

The pathway through life

 

When we are young we want to be old

When we are old we want to be young

Time is nothing but a number

A game of waiting we play

 

Tic toc, tic toc

 

Tomorrow comes too soon

And yesterday was years away

Memories are distant places

Of days when we were young

 

Tic toc, tic toc

 

We live in the present

The past is gone but not forgotten

The future is still to come

Tomorrow is another day

 

Tic toc, tic toc

 

The clock tics on, the hours pass by

Night becomes day and day becomes night

Spring becomes summer, summer becomes autumn

And winter jumps in behind

 

Tic toc, tic toc

 

Time and the tides wait for no man

Onward goes the march

The gates of heaven are open

Just waiting to close behind us

 

Tic toc, tic toc, tic

Reviews

[Lucinda Bogart]

Very nice...the only time we truly have is this very moment, and you illustrated it so well.

[purpleeye]

i like this one...very true

[youngwriter222]

Very true, time does seem to go fast at times but then at other times we wish that it would slow down.

"Tomorrow comes too soon
And yesterday was years away
Memories are distant places
Of days when we were young"

Great write