They say it flies. <br />And is quite indistinguishable <br />from money. <br />Just like the tide, <br />it cannot, will not wait <br />for man. <br />Without a doubt, however, <br />allowances are made <br />for man to take the role <br />as he desires <br />to mimic the supremacy <br />of being master <br />of it, and thus, his destiny. <br /> <br />Perhaps you would <br />reveal, if not in time <br />then when, my dear <br />why you did not see fit <br />to share with me, <br />not lovely looks <br />and soothing words. <br />But, blow me down <br />to make me see <br />why you could not <br />with simple grace <br />give me your time of day.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/time-23/
