The Clocks Are Ticking. Time And Again.

making time
taking time
sometimes
faking time

time to talk
time to waken
time to remember
time to pretend

time to believe
or forget
time to walk away
or stand

do you have time to lend a hand?
do you have a hand to lend some time?
the eye has time to to judge in the second
echoing through the next hundred moments
denial also takes a second
echoing through eternity

time to sleep
time to weep
whisper
fear
is that a tear?

more time now to be happy or sad
but things really haven’t changed over time
time was, when we were simple, but no more glad
there are times when we all get mad

one can’t buy it
it’s more valuable than gold
no one owns it
and it’s not something you can accept or reject
but it’s a gift we’re all given
to invest as we must
as we learn time and time again

where and when is time for love...

12:03am April 3rd 2008