Time

A sonnet about time and not moving too fast.

Never move the clock's ticking hands too fast
Time will just keep on moving at its pace
Don't let events--good or bad, happy or sad, keep from last
Life was never meant to be a stressed race

A day should last a full day, not an hour
Let weeks be weeks and months make long full years
Rushing will only make sad faces glower
Trying to run a race will cause tears

A book is written over time and hard work
It only takes weeks to read a year of words
Before you know it wasted time does lurk
Walk slowly behind many a long herds

Live in the moment where time is seconds
You wont worry about your past reckons