Time

BobTyler 9th BirthdayIt can be used up, but it will never run out.

It can be straddled by standing with one foot on either side of a line.

It seems to stand perfectly still during a bad speech, but it waits for no one.

My nephew wants it to move quickly, my mom says it flies by. In reality, it simply marches on.

Every year, in the blink of an eye, we lose an hour and then find it later.

The lover of recess can literally stop it by focusing his gaze on it’s hands.

It is the great equalizer.

 

“How did it get so late so soon?” – Dr. Seuss