Time has a way of moving along

As I walk in the park and sing an old song

As I’m watching the sunrise that hides behind clouds

As I’m creating a thought while thinking out loud

Things have a way of getting to me

So I heat up some water for a hot cup of tea

I won’t worry or wonder for life is too short

To ponder away at events that won’t sort

People are crazy then cool at some time

They run around hazy they ring their own chime

Till somebody stops them and asks are you well

The answer is maybe yet I’m not going to tell

Time has its way of moving along

One day you are weak the next you are strong

Your body finds reasons to hold back at times

Then you scream out in horror “Getting old is a crime!”

Try not to let the clock have its way

Tomorrow will come and you’ll call it a day

As the next one appears you may trouble and fear

Though the clock says wait till tomorrow appears

Time will go on it’s a bet all will win

So don’t spend the hours thinking of nonsense and sin

Put your time to the test be the best you can be

Then as time moves along you can spend some with me.