Time Maker

Someone sought the time maker asked for a little more 
That someone was shot down, broken went the score 
I watched from a tree branch before falling to my feet 
Let my smile split my face let my laugh cut the breeze 
Someone sought the time maker asked to start again 
That someone was blown away, straight to the end 
I sat watching from the shadow of the tree, with a grin on my face 
every time this happened, well everytime it was the same 
You should not seek the Time maker, he is quite busy you know 
Weaving minutes into hours so on as it goes 
He can not stop for you, time will never stop 
He can not fix what you have broken 
He can not replace what you have lost. 
He is wiser than here and now 
and he does not mind my mingling ways 
I had a thought to leave here once 
But the time maker asked me to stay. 
He said he liked my smile 
while weaving April May and June 
The way my hair shines in the sunlight 
and well summers coming soon 
I made a friend of the time maker 
and he taught me many things 
Things about the minutes 
and exactly what they mean. 
Things about the hours that roll 
into every day 
The time maker loves the little riddles 
that time likes to play. 
Someone sought the time maker 
Told him his time was up now 
Then looked at me with a smile 
And asked if I knew how 
How to weave the minutes 
and stretch them into days 
How to bring the weeks to months 
in every mingling way. 
I asked the stranger where the time maker went 
I asked him why he would leave me 
But the stranger only smiled 
and left me with nothing but time weave 
Some people tried to come to me 
most asking for more time 
but it was never up to me 
when they were ripped into the sky 
no one every stayed I don't think anyone knew how 
God knows they wanted to 
but they belong to him now. 
Eventually my hands grew tired 
along with my mind 
never a soul to talk to 
only the making of time 
Then one day it happened 
I saw there in the the tree 
A boy with curious eyes 
staring back at me. 
I give him a smile 
Because I know why he he is here 
finally I tell myself 
my time is drawing near.

Reviews

[fitz Roberts]

I for got to rate so I'll say it's great twice lmao

[fitz Roberts]

Great poem jess I love the euphemisms you use for time not fixing what's broken just be glad I took the time to review your poem lol j.k good read jess

[Imelda Blackheart]

Wow! You were right about our poems being similar! This whole poem was amazing, but the last three lines absolutely blew me away. Fantastic job; keep up the good work! :D