Time Nips At Your Heels


The voice of time walks at my side

Keeping pace, stride for stride.

Softest whisper in my ear.

Listen now, I'll make it clear

You'll only be this age one year!


You're one step up, climbing fast

Soon your flag will fly the mast.

No stepping back to, beat retreat.

Grains of time run from your feet.

Time has much to offer still

View your future, atop that hill.



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