The Way Time Goes

They're in bloom...bleeding hearts; the flowers that look like our hearts sometimes feel

because that's what time does.

The way it keeps us on our toes and makes us wipe our eyes and nose

And takes all that we’ve got as we learn ‘that’s the way time goes’

The way it twirls us ‘round like leaves spiraling to the ground

While moments weave heart-harbored sheaves from fronds of sight and sound

The way it startles us with years as what we hold soon disappears

In tug of hug-wars as we bear the scars of smiles and tears

The way it reaches through our youth with manners both kind and uncouth

As it teaches time’s fundamental, unchangeable Truth

The way it wakes in us an urge, where past, present and future merge

In melodies that surge through us in sentimental dirge

© Janet Martin

It's the time when another school year has or is winding down and with it the startling

re-awareness of the fleetness of Time!