Time

By Ayanna Bailey

This poem not only shows my growth as a person but also as a writer. As a young adult I have gotten to understand how precious time is and why I should progress as time goes on.

Time is the entity that waits for no one
Fleeting and changing constantly
Creating beautiful allusions,
And trapping you easily

The moments you wished would never end
Like your first kiss under the lonely silver disc
Are now so memories deep within
That remembering it is too much of a risk

But time, no matter how painful
Has taught you how to rise
That no task is too hard to handle
And determination leads to your long awaited sunrise

Be proud of your accomplishments because it was earned
And thank time for all of the things that you have learned