She went on a date with the father of time.
She met him in September,
She'll always remember; his all knowing smile.
He told her that he would never be true.
Only here for a while.

He was a stylish dude.
Occasionally rude.
His time was short.
A little abrupt.
In no way corrupt.
Just a time cycle.
That thought made her quite blue.
If only she knew, what he wanted to do.

He was soon to become the vanishing daddy.
Conceived in September,
Come the end of December he was going to be dying.
He had no choice.
Aged very quickly.
His role became critical.
Just before the chime of midnight skies.
She kissed him goodbye as he passed.
Halfway through the chiming bells, the funny noises, weird smells.
In front of the world there came to view his sweet little son.
Last chime of twelve, new year's begun.
(c)Livvi