Everyone knows it's

riddled with time's embrace
tickled with the sweet taste
of age

and knowing the chase
testing the boundaries more
when the boundaries are set
awfully clear on the floor

the sweet scent

of intent
to do right

and stay bright
to capture each moment
and hold it
with care

it's made to

share

it's not 'til too late
that we realize fate
had a different course
with no remorse
only knowing
that the past is set in stone
and the future has yet to be drawn
though in the end
I've known this all along

Author's Note

Constructive criticism and honest opinions are always appreciated.