Title: Time
by Rachel from Norfolk | in writing, poetry, dark
Time is both loved and hated,
For it cannot be controlled,
Nor altered, nor rewound,
It is something that is fated.
There are moments when we want time to last,
Those moments when you wish time could be frozen,
But it seems that time only 芒聙聹flies when you芒聙聶re having fun芒聙聺,
And soon those glorious memories are in the past.
Time allows us to move on,
To mature and become wiser,
This can be both good and bad,
For soon time has gone.
When we are young we wish for time to pass,
We wish to grow older and learn new things,
But when we are older we look back at the time that芒聙聶s gone by,
And sometimes wish certain things could have lasted.
As time passes we make new friends,
Some of them will be friends for years to come,
But there will always be some who move apart,
Time causes this, but we can also use time to mend.
Use time wisely, for it won芒聙聶t always last,
I admit that some ended moments are good,
But we must appreciate what we have right now,
For time is our future, our present and our past.
I wrote this poem to emphasise the importance of time to us and that the years passing can be both good and bad.
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