The Passage Of Time Poem by Kaila George

The passage of time

Drifts on by

As I wait for the train

I sit and look around

All I see are people rushing around

Not taking time to breathe the wonders of life

Can they not see the colours of clouds?

As they pass on by

Can they not see or hear

The birds sing as they flitter from tree to tree

Can they not feel the autumn breeze?

As it caress’s our face as we wait in the sun

Ahh yes the sun…..

Can they not feel its warmth?

As it drenches their encumbered souls

So sad as I watch people pass by

So sad as I watch the passing of the passage of time

©Kaila George 2013