by rani567
Time flies
Along with the skies
The birds
And the breeze
Slowly but surely
The clock ticks by
Hour by hour
Day by day
Years flying by
Just beyond our reach
Bringing the promise
Of at least another second
Another memory to be made
During the moment
When time stayed
Things that live around us
Running in the same space
But a different time
Not being fully noticed
Until time slowed
Enough for us to walk beside it
When we really need the time to stay
It leaves
It leaves us with nothing
But a hollow feeling
Where a clock should be ticking
Seconds should be passing
Yet all is still
When time slows
From a sprint to a stand
The beat of a once thriving heart slows with it
The moment time is supposed to stop
It does
Right on cue
Not a second to early
Nor a second to late
Right. On. Cue.
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