Take time

Take time

She’s all you’ve got

Make believe she’s yours 

Even though she surely is not.

Use her while you can

Get to know her moves 

Always forward,

Never back.

Take time with her,

For she gives what she will,

And never rests.

But if you fail to take her to dance 

You commit a crime against chance.

Time gives nothing away.

She is never free;

She owes no debts,

But steals you blind, 

Day after day,

Expects you to follow her lead,

And yet for her we continue to pray.

Time never asks to dance

Time’s a bitch if you fail to use her,

She’s all you have

You never want to lose her.

Time is a queen. 

She reigns with authority,

Gives no thought to justice,

Refuses to number days,

She moves to a subtle beat, 

Then turns all you know to dust.

And leaves you behind.

Take time now 

While she will play with you 

Dance with her all you can,

Swing her around,

Smile at her while at play,

For sooner or later

No longer will you sway her.

Take time now while still able.

She is no clock to wind

Over and over,

And where you begin is not 

where on the dance floor 

you will end.

You do not own her.

You cannot control her.

She can’t be bought.

Time sings one mysterious song,

Writes her perfect bridge 

Invites you over.

Time offers no wisdom traveling east

She follows no star.

She cares nothing for the past,

or who you are,

But always has the last laugh.

So play along as long as she’s willing, 

Hold her loosely 

Follow her lead,

Always remember 

When you hold her close

It is certain one day 

She will leave.

Time is a witches brew

Serving potions of hope and despair, 

Love and pain,

Open to the spice of life, 

Showering senses with fire and ice. 

Take time while you may

She’s all you’ve got.

Time never lingers,

And no promises does she make.

Learn time’s siren song,

And sing along wisely.

For when her music ends

No goodbye will be proffered.

For time gives away nothing,

Remains coldly independent,

And at the bitter end 

When your time comes to an end,

And she slips soundlessly out the door

She leaves nothing

But your dust on the floor.

THH

9/2/24