Time

 Time isn’t tide,

That lashes the sand,

Nor is it seasons,

That circle the land,

Time isn’t sunsets,

That bid an adieu,

Nor is it sunrise,

A new day’s allure,

Time isn’t watching,

For what we can’t see,

Nor is it waiting,

For what we could be,

Time isn’t measured,

In moments that pass,

The time that is counted,

Is in memories that last.

 

 

 

Original Photos  :  www.flickr.com/photos/nillanilzon/14906497146 &   www.flickr.com/photos/waterandglass/5160279162

Text & Adaption : Helen Midgley