Time

Time keeps slipping through my fingers,
Like grains of sand, it lingers.
Moments come and quickly go,
Leaving memories in their gentle flow.

Oh, the time that passes by,
Like a river, it never lies.
We chase the days, we hold on tight,
But time keeps moving, day and night.

In the blink of an eye, years have gone,
Leaving us wondering where we belong.
The laughter and tears, the joys and fears,
All woven into the tapestry of years.

Oh, the time that passes by,
Like a river, it never lies.
We chase the days, we hold on tight,
But time keeps moving, day and night.

But in the passing of time, we find growth,
We learn to cherish, to love the most.
Every second counts, every breath we take,
Let's make the most of the time we make.

As the seasons change, and the years unfold,
We realize the stories that time has told.
The wrinkles on our skin, the wisdom we've gained,
Time's passage, a reminder to embrace the change.

Oh, the time that passes by,
Like a river, it never lies.
We chase the days, we hold on tight,
But time keeps moving, day and night.

So let's savor each moment, every single day,
For time is a gift, slipping away.
In the tapestry of life, let's leave our mark,
As we navigate the journey, through light and dark.