Who knew, <br />Only time taken... <br />Makes a definition of it, <br />Less easier to fake who does what and when. <br />Or how long it may take, <br />For those undecisive to make up their minds. <br /> <br />Those aging as time flys by them, <br />Seem to take a more notice of it drifting away. <br />And with an impatience shown towards those, <br />Wishing they knew of a remedy... <br />To keep themselves with time favored. <br />As if to flavor it with youthful flattery. <br />By a nipping or two to keep something tucked. <br />While time gives them more it to strut their stuff. <br /> <br />Who knew, <br />Only time taken... <br />Makes a definition of it, <br />Less easier to fake. <br />No matter how much moisterizing, <br />Is applied to disguise track marks on one's face. <br /> <br />Only time taken to make good use of it, <br />Seems to deliver to those doing it left... <br />With a comprehension of the benefits. <br />Without trying to erase its existence. <br />And acknowledging whatever it is, <br />They have been given to witness... <br />Isn't sitting around awaiting for them, <br />To make decisions on the length of its visit. <br /> <br />And who knew time could care less, <br />How with limits it is addressed. <br />To dismiss or curtail its effectiveness. <br />Time does come to leave when it pleases. <br />Regardless who accepts or denies what it is, <br />Whenever it blesses with its presence.<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/length-of-its-visit/
