Can we live without,
Our calendars and clocks?
Keeping tabs on our lives,
In time, days and months.
I love the time and clocks,
And, my watch collection.
Colorful bands and faces,
Of which I’ve much affection.
But, wouldn’t it be nice?
To bank all of their time?
Use it as I please,
Every minute’s mine.
I’d take as long as I want,
To do what needs to be done.
Save the most of all,
For the days I choose for fun.
But, it doesn’t work that way,
Time keeps marching on.
Same minutes, hours each day,
Overnight, sunrise, sundown.
Yet, still wish I could.
This, I hold so dear.
To have endless hours,
In moments with you, near.