Hello Time
By Danieloptera
Time flies.
Where does it fly to?
Now is the only present,
Yesterday just was,
Tomorrow may never come.
What have I done with my time?
Played some,
Studied some,
Worked some,
And of course, lost some.
What do I have to show for it?
Perhaps a job
Perhaps a family
Perhaps material things
But I do love my good memories
Forget the ugly
Does all this matter
Perhaps just to me
Our lives go in circles,
But are we any wiser?
History repeats itself
It just uses other names,
We keep on stumbling
I just hope that my time
Has left a ray of hope to all around me.
Author Notes: Think how short our lives are.
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