If time were a butterfly,
Could I reach into the sky,
And catch it in my hands,
So time would never fly?
If time were a pirate’s ship,
Thieving our hours away,
Could I raise a mutiny,
So we all could have a say?
If time were a human being,
Could I take their hand,
So we could stay together,
Forever, hand-in-hand?
Time is not a butterfly,
Nor human soul or ship,
Yet I can’t help but wonder why,
The time must always slip…
As the hands on the clock wave us goodbye.
K. Aldaya, 6/30/16
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