Past is past and what’s gone is gone
Tomorrow’s the future and never to come.
Each thing has its place
In moments of time and seconds of space,
And the paths of the past
And the future alike
Go on and on forever
Never coming together.
Except in the here and the now
This is the time where dreams become reality
And then turn into memories somehow.
Only in the present are they intertwined
Where living pieces of peoples lives
Are built and combined.
But special moments come quickly and fade fast
What happens in this time is not meant to last
So treasure each moment as a gift that’s been given
Because here and now is the time that we live in.

About ShySpark

I blog, I garden, I eat cheeseburgers, and sometimes I travel. But mostly I just write poetry...
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1 Response to Time

  1. MissDawnG says:

    I like this, as time is very important in life. Without time, you cannot do anything else. Very nice poem.

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