Time don’t have wings.

That’s why it doesn’t fly.

That’s why you don’t see it

Traveling across the sky.

When you have something to do

It will pass you by.

Time ticks like droplets

From rain.

They fall inside a can.

Once it’s full, time begins

Again.

Photo by quas via Flickr

 

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