Time, you were plenty in childhood.
I could close my fist and have you in it,
Forever for me, forever under my control!
Time, you were in your high spirits
In my youth, I could carry you on my shoulders,
And you will run with me
As a friend, always beside me!
Time, in my middle age,
Overworked, overburdened, I plead
With you to take me with you,
Yet you elude, evade and run
Ahead of me, I cannot keep pace.
In my old age, Time, will you sit with me
And have a cup of coffee?
We will talk our hearts out,
Blame each other, and love each other,
Like old mates...
You will hold my hand and take me on a ride
Through faded, half- forgotten alleys.
We will laugh, we will cry...together!
Time, I will have you then forever...
Forever as mine!!
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