Time

• Anneka Petersen, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2019

Time, you are as fast as a shooting star
Whether it be past, present or future, you always go so far.
Oh time, the mysteries you hold,
even from prehistoric, ancient and old,
I hope these mysteries will never unfold,
for, to me, a mystery is pure gold.
Past tense is always on my mind.
There are yetso many memories to find.
Some are beautiful, some are sad, but they will always be mine.
Now moving on into the present, I am much older
than I was in the past,
I never thought that I would run out of time this fast,
Now until this day I wonder how long this will last?
Who knows what the future has planned for my life
If it is all kept silent, for the only one that knows is time.
But for now the clock is still ticking,
So I will use the rest of my time for being joyful and singing.