Monday, April 6, 2009

Time

Father time rides the night
with Death on his back
waiting for the nod
to take the one we love.

Its sad to loose someone
but even worse for someone else
the feeling of wonder
of when the loss is closer.


Time waits for no man,
but also no woman.
Time flies,
but sometimes too fast.

Time runs out for us all. Its the waiting, and the wondering,
of when its gonna catch up to my loved ones that gets me down.

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