Time Passing

by gentlegirl

Time passing as a sweet smell
that comes from a new spring flower
Time passing like the chime of a bell
telling you the hour

Time passing like a summer breeze
that comes from South to North
Time passing like snow on trees
thus bringing the new spring forth

If only time would not hasten so
as soon as the day begins
Perhaps then I could realize
just where it starts and ends

But time waits for no man
as well we all know
So enjoy it while its here friends
before it has to go.