Time Flies:

by Scott Cole   Nov 17, 2017

They say time is the travels of the Sun
As it makes it's rounds through outer space,
And it's documented journey is being recorded
By those spinning hands on the clock face.

It's mileage is calculated in passing seconds
That occurs during a twenty-four flight,
And just by it's perspective to the Earth
Can we seperate the days from the nights.

As the Sun moves along time steadily ticks on
Transforming our today into another tomorrow,
And as time flies the clock rapidly unwinds
For our days on this Earth are just borrowed.

So cherish each endeavor of the shifting Sun
Don't waste a single evolution of the clock,
Because time is nothing but a departing measure
That attains it's decline with each tick tock.


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  • 9 months ago

    by Matt Carroll

    That last stanza, so powerful.

    Well done.

  • 1 year ago

    by CJ Maleney

    Just seen this.

    Straight into favorites, absolutely brilliant and very clever too.


  • 1 year ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    Scott, I love this ... it emanates that feeling when you stand before an ocean and are reminded of just how insignificant we are here. This poem is the same ... a reminder of just how little time we all actually have here ... tick tock indeed! :-) x

  • 1 year ago

    by Mark

    Very well written. Time flies....sure does. Great message

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