Time

Time.

It’s a line

It’s a calendar

It’s your “baby” cell phone

It’s in your clock,

except when it’s broke

It’s a reminder

For all the things you have

to get done

There seems to be plenty,

except when there is none left to have

You come

you go

Time never seems to notice

Time.

The source of stress and anxiety

but without it

where would all the good times be?