Time

                                

  If you’re on time you’re late; if you’re early you’re on time

My grandma and my father both view time as a precious aspect of life,

If you waste my grandmas or fathers time the tension becomes so thick you can cut it with a knife

They see the beauty of time, my grandmother hates being late, and hates when people run late

My father works and plans around his personal clock

He is always on time and the race between him and time never stops

My grandma works, and plans around her personal clock

Only she posses the key to this intangible aspect of life’s lock

The time we spend as people, is often times wasted

Wasted on anger, and stressful contemplation

We need to value the importance of time,

Embrace time and its ability to run fast and slip through the cracks of our intertwined fingers

We often lose time when we debate over how to spend our time; we allow our time to carelessly linger

My grandmother understands that time comes and goes; she spends every moment doing something important and enjoyable

My father and grandmas habit of being on time has always been loyal

Being on time isn’t easy for everybody

People make up the best excuses for why they were late

And why they allowed, their or another person’s time to go to waste

 But everyone, I believe understand that time is a terrible thing to misuse

But only my grandmother and father understand, and value the and beauty that time posses