A conversation with Time
Will you pass?
Can't sit anymore in class,
His voice is quiet, I can't hear,
Can't write, and it's boring here.
'I do pass my child, slow,
Already old am I, exhausted so.
And to me it's boring too,
Circles, and cycles, all my life, is all I do.'
Sometimes, you pass so quick,
How can you do this,
If you are so weak?
'Well dear, it's in your mind,
Look inside, and you will find
That all year round I move the same,
But you, just now, understand the game.
When you think of me, I give a chance,
Maybe for a fine, long, glance.
And then child, you see?
You do think of me.
However, when you are amused
You don't think of me, I feel unused,
Then I let myself fly
And then you say 'How time goes by' '
Time, Time, I thank thee
For the long answer you answered me
Now I really have to go,
And feel happy that I know.
written on: 21.10.2009
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