TimeA Poem by TaraTick TockTime What is Time? We measure it in seconds, minutes and hours But what is it? It isn’t an object It isn’t a person And it isn’t a place It can be stopped It can’t be controlled It can’t be sped up It can’t be slowed down People say “Time is precious” People say “What a waste of time” They talk about Time As if Time has feelings For children Time feels so much longer For old people, Time has passed in a blur A human life is measured in Time And a clock can tell you the Time Time has so much control over our lives We can never stop it We could never comprehend life without Time But, I ask again What is Time? © 2012 Tara |
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