Run Away Clock
By AG
Just yesterday it seems I was a child experiencing fun
Rude awakening to the responsibilities of an adult that’s twenty-one
Being a kid is wonderful, yet I didn’t believe the hype
Now that I’m grown I dread reality, classified the immature type
Every second counts when indulged in a race
Time is of the essence, which prefers the faster pace
The day welcomes the moon, as the sun retires the night
Twenty-four hours quickly vanishes right before your sight
I need a stopwatch to put life on hold
From losing teeth to going gray the swift approach to getting old.
Cherish good moments, be sure to make them last
Months transform to years as memories come to past
Thoughts clouded by anger as I plot revenge with a rock
The task at hand is to destroy the life of the Run Away Clock
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AG,
I love that you used many different references to time.
“race” “faster pace” “second counts” “day welcomes moon” “sun retires the night” “stopwatch”
I also like the message you have in this poem of not taking any time for granted. Keep writing! I would love to read more.
Wow, AG this is deep.
Many people do not cherish the things you mentioned, and it takes time for us to cherish those things.. Either that, or to the point when it is too late.
Thank you for this eye opener!
-MM
AG, Great poem, I like how you realize that life is short. You should try to accomplish as mush as you could.