Time Poem by Agnes Quirante

If you look at the children playing in the sea?
Do you smile or recall a happy moment in your life..
Precious times gone quickly
like the sand that loose entirely from our hand.

What is past that made us smile or cry? ..
What is past that we wished to turned it back? ..
What is past that was hardened in our heart? ..

Clocks tic tac all over and over
Time is never been counterclockwise..
Past is in the heart of people.
It's presence is in condition.