The days have passed won and lost,

In a gesture copied to whatever love takes,

And memories wait to be quietly rescued,

Never Enough Time

Running, rushing, never slowing,

racing onward, always going

faster, tripping, falling,

He stares

at his old watches

But, they could not

give him time back.

The time

of missed opportunities,

missed appointments.

The days have passed,

We can see now what kind of President he'll be,

Apologizes to a country who has killed so many

Time Flies

Like ribbons of reality

Waves of minutes

Punctuated with conversations

Moments of thought

The past is gone