Time
I bought some time,
For a dollar on a dime.
Through my fingers slipping by
The one who lingers on goodbye
Tripping over the sun, you shouldn't mind
At the end of your run, What you'll find
With these words it will rhyme
Have you heard?No?
Oh well you,
Just,
Ran,
Out
Of
Just a silly poem I wrote for fun. Poetry can't all be sadness and heart break now can it? That being said some of the best poems are heart break porms.
