There’s more to love than what we can see

beauty can help but it’s not a deal-breaker

and yet I smile widely when thinking of thee

my passion evident without even a whisper.

No one can see it, but time continues to fly

soaring like a bird, sailing towards the sun

there’s never enough, and no one knows why

we cannot slow it down, so have a little fun.

Our stalker is resilient, nothing can stop it

touching everyone, for death is undefeated.

Everyone fears the end, even just a little bit

it comes for us all; every man, lady and kid.

The key to get by is not to fret, such a waste

make do with today before we’re displaced.