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