Oh, Father Time
how do you dance?
whilst not looking back
but perpetually trudging on
tell me dear old man,
what is the secret to
keeping up with the clock?

Oh, Father Time
why do you never grieve?
but witness everything end
forever lost from your gaze
dear, you must be very lonely
does it bother you when they leave,
or do you not have the patience?

Oh, Father Time
do you ever get tired?
wanting to retire far from here
or do you find joy in all this
all this movement of ideas
and detailed emotions
what would make you quit, my dear?