time is a measure
lovers use to pleasure
time is a tool
creates sage from fool
time is aloof
thief of our youth
. time is tight - so it\'s said
but time has a magic
faced with the tragic
. time puts heartache to bed
time to show the bleeding heart of a poet
time to publish... let the world know it
time to comment
on fellow writers lament
time to relate
the path of our fate
time to sleep into our life of dreams
casting off we bathe in fantasies streams
time to wake fresh for the day
time will control us seems to work that way
time on a wrist, time on a face
time even goes backwards for travellers in space
time to live, time to die
time for the question perpetually \'why\'
time has come to ask once again
will we ever see time of peace to all men