Time passages of life
Time, the silent thief of life, Stealing moments, causing strife. the clock’s relentless chime, Marking the passage of our time.
In youth, it seems to move so slow, But as we age, it starts to flow. Moments slip through our fingers like sand, Leaving us longing to understand.
In youth, it seems to move so slow, But as we age, it starts to flow. Moments slip through our fingers like sand, Leaving us longing to understand.