Time
By Gabriela Hernandez
I am always there, forever. I never stop existing.
I tick, tick, tick away all the days, weeks, months, and years
Even before and after you came to this earth.
Some people try to forget my presence.
They try to pretend like they have an abundance of me.
Infinity is only for me. People come and go
Like the changing of seasons. Cycling in and out.
Only those few who made the most of me are remembered.
Babies to businessmen. Training wheels to taxes.
Over a lifetime, I go by very fast.
But from each day to day, I can crawl by like a sloth.
I remain relative, ebbing and flowing.
I do not know when you all will realize my worth.
I am wasted and wished to quicken my pace.
Some acknowledge my power, but only for a time.
Then they forget, and when they finally want me to slow down
It is too late, for they have spent all they were given of me.
Photograph By: Julia Ozgar