We all watch
time
as it drags
as it slips
we are not
the master of
time
at a young age
count the time
till your 16
then 21
time
walking down the aisle
the sound of your child
at birth
time
happy and sad
good with the bad
walking together
hand in crippled hand
toward your setting sun
time
holding his hand
pleading don't leave
we aren't finished
we just need more
time.
