Across the sky, the sun doth slowly wane,
As shadows stretch and whisper in the breeze.
The moments drift like sand through fingers’ grasp,
And time, relentless, never seems to cease.

We chase the dawn, yet dusk approaches fast,
With memories etched in the heart’s deep core.
Each second flies, a fleeting breath of life,
As time’s great river flows forevermore.

Seasons turn, the leaves fall to the ground,
Marking the passage of our fleeting days.
In every heartbeat, echoes of the past,
Remind us of time’s ever-changing ways.

Yet in each moment, beauty can be found,
In laughter, love, and dreams that we pursue.
Though time advances with its gentle hand,
Our spirits soar, embracing skies so blue.