Time is where we are
And time is where we've been
Time is being lost
And found again
Time is the day we were born
Time is the day we die
Time is the hours that pass
As they come just to fly
Time is what we know
Time is what we learn
Time is what it is
Sometimes it hurts and sometimes it burns
Time is all we have
Though it seems so little
Time is all around us
We are caught in the middle
Time is when we're there
Time is what we've missed
Time is our biggest fear
But we try to make the best of it
Alandra Nicole Moreira
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/time-454/
