Time

The time it passes with no regard
To the wind to the rain to times that are hard
It passes love with no regret
It feels no pain for those it has met
Simply it moves with no slowing down
To the future to the beat of its own clicking sound
The clock on the wall keeps the pace of our life
Still beating still moving with all of its might
It feels no pain, has no sense of direction
But pushes with shear determination
Times they may be fun,
But time will know none
As it presses to the end of time
Where ever time may run