Watching the Clock
Time came and sat with me tonight.
Slowly, I withdrew, shaking with fright.
"Child, I've been here all along. You came to me
from the moment you were born, till you lie down to die.
Don't let me get away from you; I can be rather sly.
Use me wisely; don't use me in haste.
For if you do, I'll think what a waste."
So Time went on and talked for a while-
sometimes made me sad, sometimes made me smile.
Time spoke of death, once filled full with life.
Time showed me a world shared by calm and strife.
Time finally said, "Child, now I must go,
but before I do, I just want you to know
I only visited you tonight, so in case you forget
I, Time, am not ready for you yet."
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