My time is to time
Out words I've written
Put inside its rhyme
The metaphors hidden
What I’ve found
Or sometimes even lost
Bridges that come around
And get my thoughts crossed
We are here to live
In where we are going
And sometimes experience give
Without even knowing
The just in time is this
And few are exactly the same
Therefore it's hit-and-miss
Which of its thoughts
You’ll claim
Peter S. Quinn
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hit-and-miss-2/
