A POEM

TIME

Time is a thing of truth,

Showing you'll not always be a youth.

It will end,

is it your friend?

Life is short,
It's like a mission-don't abort!
Is time running out?
Don't stop and pout!

You have to act fast
"What is time?" you asked.
Meet your goals
Dodge the holes.

You'll get there,
You just gotta breath the air.
Make your way,
even if it moves slowly.

You can do it.
Just think a little bit.
Don't worry, everything's gonna be fine,
SO WHAT IS TIME?

It's an endless peice of mystery,
it has no fee.
So that is time,
did I explain it fine?