Tick tock...tick tock...
Life is counting down on your internal clock.
Memories that feel as if they occurred yesterday
turn to flashes of moments that seem to fade away.
People you once knew
walk by without a clue.
The times you once shared
exist as if you were never there.
Years fly...friends die...
and you never know when you'll say your last goodbye.
Oh, how I wish I could turn back time,
spend it with loved ones and cherish what once was mine.
Or to go back even more,
being a kid in a candy store.
How I miss the way I used to feel
on Christmas day when Santa was real.
But back to reality...back to today,
family is scarce and memories continue to fade away.
Tick tock...tick tock...
How I wish I could control this clock.
Poem About How Time Flies
It’s not that we forget to live. We always have this thought in our mind, but the sad reality is that even after knowing how precious our time is and realizing our limited time on earth, all...
Time
Published by Family Friend Poems February 2015 with permission of the Author.
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Your poem says it all: regrets about the past, worries about the future. Our anxiety prevents us from living in the present. Let's create beautiful memories in the present to comfort us tomorrow. I have a slogan: MAKE EVERY HOUR COUNT!