The Hands of Time

Linking with the Sunday Muse for Muse # 88

Time is making fools of us again. ~J.K. Rowling

As a child I tried to swiftly chase time

Wanting to make it move faster ahead

Oil all the levers of every clock

See them dash around with fantastic speed

I longed for now to be later

And for later to be all that now was not

The freedom of adult sized shoes

To carry me where I wanted to go

And that was somewhere else

Up ahead in the distance

not where I stood

Years have passed since then

And I like the place where my adult shoes stand

Now is a precious commodity

I hold it gently yet very close

And I long to slow down the hands of time

Let the moments last longer and take it all in

For I look back and wonder where the time has gone

It slipped through my fingers

While I was so busy looking ahead.