Forgotten Time

Minutes pass into hours.
The time is lost,
the hidden devoir.
Time is a friend.
Time is an enemy.
Take it for granted,
and it runs to the sea.
It takes a ship,
to the lost galaxy.
The forgotten dwindle,
hovering for time.
Its a lost cycle
of pity and rhyme.
Laugh at the time as it slips away.
Remember its not here to stay.