Thursday September 16, 2010 Magpie Tales 32 -- Time Runs Out

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A Time of Your Own

I opened the window to see,
An hourglass if you please,
A reminder of another time
And how they kept track....

When to get up?
(And I'm wondering about this?)
Appointments to be kept,
Let's meet for lunch?
What time would school get out?

Probably the way people said
Things would be different,
You probably couldn't say, ten fifteen?
It all happened when the sands ran out,
And then of course someone had to turn it.

There is a saying, we still use today,
"The sands of time."

And then the sands ran out for the last time.
And people had a new way to keep track,
It had to do with the circle,
Circle of time,
One would have to wind it up.

But no more turning over.
You could have one in the hall,
Or wear it on your wrist.
Never late for an appointment.

Then from winding to batteries,
The end of the circle,
Only numbers,
But with all of our inventions,
And drive to keep better tract.

Sometimes we're late,
The battery runs out,
And has to be replaced.
Time stops,
TIME STOPS!

And when our life is over,
Time stops for good,
No more keeping track,
Well leave that task to another
It's a job that's never finished

It lasts a lifetime,
And that's a time that cannot
Be measured
It's something individual
A time of your own.