We are all bound by that ring of numbers
All constrained to 24 hours
Will we use it all or let it waste away
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None can out run it or escape it’s grasp
It holds on tight and keeps on ticking
We think we can control it but it has us in it’s grasp
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We think we can manage it all
But tasks slip away and we run out of time
It slowly drifts out of reach
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About the Creator
Thomas Terry
Hello, I like using poetry and music to help connect people and find the meaning of life. We all have our own unique stories and I want to share mine to hopefully inspire you to share yours!



Comments (1)
Ah, time is always like that. Loved your poem!