Time is something we don't understand, <br /> It's gone with a hello and a shake of the hand. <br /> Never enough time for those you hold dear <br /> But always, time for sadness and tears. <br /> Time, you can't se it at all <br /> For it passes so quickly --- while you lean on a wall. <br /> Who knows where time goes/ <br /> No time for the dreams you have for yourself <br /> Nor time for reading all the books the shelf. <br /> Not enough time to go drifting along <br /> For one has to work eight hours long. <br /> Who knows where time goes? <br /> No time to laugh --- and just be alone, <br /> No time at all for friend or foe. <br /> Time is running out --- people all say, <br /> Who knows where time goes --- each and every day!<br /><br />Dorothy Fern Fowler<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/who-knows-where-time-goes/
