Page 94 - Labyrinth--Surfacing Like Salmon-2019-2020

Time Bella Walsh Time, oh how it moves Through the days and out the windows it goes. Day is night as night is day Nothing ever seems to have a time anymore. It is not how time flies, but how slowly and gracefully. Second by second Minute by Minute, Hour by Hour. Time moves around the day. For I it prances from the dawn to dusk Dusk to dawn it carries slowly. The days no longer feel as one Though a steady flow of hours on hours. Single days turn into a week Weeks turn into months, Could months turn into years? But oh how our time is moving, moving so slow. 93