You follow me every where.
Every second of every day -- you are there,
Yet your presence is felt -- every where.
You present your self as an ageless gift,
Then you pass, like a rift-- that was never there.
The moment you appear, the moment disappears.
Moving forward means getting over your past.
Nothing last forever, but all things you out last.
You wait for no one.
Every one else follows in your path.
Movement in motion,
Behold the hands of time;
Only you can do the math.