Time Flies

Time to live
Time to die
All we can be certain
is that time flies
Out the door
out the window
over the fence...
oh, how it blows...
Carried away on the breeze
we try to reach for it
we wish to make it freeze
Lost through our fingers
we chase it
Higher, higher, it flies
we cannot reach it
we sink to the ground
to cry
we should have listened, payed heed
when they told us, time flies...

~T