Time #Poem #Timer #Measurethis

I measure you in a unit

Thinking I can define you

Limit you, control your passage

Defining achievements in your wake

Gaining solace of hellos and goodbyes

But you pass unseen

Measurements irrelevant

As your speed is fast and slow

Unable to hold you in my palm

Wishes to grow you foolish

Wasting you in unseen ways

You disappear before my years

Unappreciated in the moment

Cherished in past memories

Banished in pain filled realities

Yet I always beg for more

And yet still you pass

In this collateral beauty

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