Time……. Poem by Clara Potter Soloman

Time takes you from me.

Time goes by too fast.
Time crawls by too slow.

I want time to speed up,
So I can surpass the years to come.

I want time to slow down,
So I won’t have to face the summer to come.

When I’m waiting on you,
Minutes turn to hours
And hours turn to days.

When I’m with you during out limited time,
Hours turn to minutes
In a single heartbeat.

Sometimes I stare at the clock,
Counting the seconds
That seem to drag by ever more slowly.

When the house is quiet,
I can hear the clock ticking on the wall.
Mocking me.
Reminding me of how little time I have left.

It’s almost unbearable.

The silence is torturing me constantly.
But I just can’t seem to fill it with trivial talk.
Not when my mind is on much more important matters.

I desperately need your easy laugh,
Your soothing presence.

Maybe time will stop hating me one day.


Maybe one day,
Time will be just a thing passing by.

Maybe one day,
We won’t have to think about how we are running out of time.
Maybe we can just live for the minute we are in.
We can do that because nothing else matters in the world,
But the person you have in your arms.

Time…..
An ever present gift and torture device.