Changes are constant and held with regard,
As there’s nothing to halt them or keep them imbarred.
Daily they move to the ticks and the tocks,
Movements set in motion to the bidding of clocks.
Time is a constant reminder to all,
That life is more precious with each sun and moons’ fall.
For how quickly the hands tick the hours away,
And the world’s ever made different in the death of a day.
K. Aldaya, 6/27/05
Picture: “The Passage of Time” by Jason Ticehurst; http://images.fineartamerica.com/images-medium-large/the-passage-of-time-jason-ticehurst.jpg