Thursday, June 2, 2011

Time, now watch me stop by!

I have feet to run
and friction to stun
Its all in here
corrosion-less 
in my mind

Hey time,

There is a path
You see,
Its a kind of long.
Before I reach the line,
I'm wandering
How would you compete
with a span so short
Sometimes, a little far
You lay behind my feet

You knew
Blinded my view
Since
You can not repeat
Yet you stood at the finish
Waiting for me
How sweet of you.
You hugged me with grace
I was ready for my grave
You dint follow
My Grave is still hollow

Yours
the winner