Time
Three-hundred sixty-five days
Eight-thousand seven-hundred sixty hours
Five-hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
The clock ticks by
Starting with a youthful glow
A polish face
A new hope
Life ticks by
Love
Abuse
Heartbreak
Death
Time flies by
Knowledge
Warning
Experience
Minds become bright
In five-hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes
Only eight-thousand seven-hundred sixty hours
Just three-hundred sixty-five days
This poem is about:
Me