I like poems that play with 'time'. Time ticks rhythmically, beating a countdown to events around us. Babies are born and 'tick' will they breathe? Yes! 'Tick' will mother be okay? Yes! 'Tick' will her milk dry up because of the famine?. . .
Powerful as time is we should make the most of every second. After all, how much time do we have? Smile, laugh and embrace life.