Time marks time

Time is lost

Time is spent 

Time is saved

Time is in the mind 

It never stops

Racing ahead like a tortoise

Slowing to the pace of a hare

The slow time of youthful Summers

The lightning time of old Winters

Time is of the making and breaking of man

Born of his  need for control 

To hold in his hand 

It slips through fingers as the sands 

5,4,3,2,1

The end or the beginning 

Time run out with bell still ringing

For time has me in its grasp

Helpless, staring to the past

No time, has me in its grip

No time to lose

It’s time to choose

But one day will be time to go

To take my leave ,

My clock to stop

The ticking time bomb 

That is our hearts

Wound up at birth and set to run

Pre set with a number of ticks followed by the pre set tocs.

Time for Time to knock 

Father Time will look down

Hour glass in hand

A glint in his eye

5,4,3,2,1

The end ,or just the beginning?

 

29/10/2023

 

19:45-20:10