Time waits for no one...
Time is scarce as we move on
Time and ide waits for no one 
Each day from when we are born
So much of time we have used up each waking morn
It ticks on, counted, by hours
Seconds, fleeting moments 
Waster unknowing when doing and growing
And precious as we get on 
Man ‘harnessed’ time, set it out
To make it fair
Measured in equality.
Time to spare
Being right, sometimes wrong
Yet time help us get along 
Time used keeps us in order
High or low, even in disorder
Time stops us crossing the border


G Kearns
West Park