What have we, but time?
Certainly not certainty,
And definitely not definity.
What have we, but never-ending?
No, not never, (check the negatives),
But never-ending.
Consistent elapsing of the clock.
With that we learn to experience,
But unfortunately we block out our conscience.
Oh, many are the benefits;
We mustn’t overlook ice-skating,
Hot tubs, movie premiers, roller coasters.
All the gray-toed, white socks of dating.
Neither regret/forget a night like any other,
Save for a blue bag of corn chips,
Dim lighting and a cup of hot chocolate.
But mistakes, mostly by one party,
Have dimmed the lights further,
Even clouded out the Sun (chip).
Questions remain unanswered. Stories untold.
We sit. We wait. We sing.
What have we, but time?