Time (The Ebb and Flow)


I cannot stop this ebb and flow

For the day turns to night

And the night turns to day

The relentless hands of the ever ticking clock

They steal the days of my life

When petals have been shed like tears

My springs, like beauty, rest

Then my summers fade away

And pass, without a trace

The busy clock keeps turning

That persistent key of time

And when all the leaves have danced away

My autumns, too have had their day

The days grow dark and the cold seeps in

As the sudden shadow of winter falls

I cannot stop this ebb and flow

For the day turns to night

And the night

Will always return to day

© Ann Bagnall

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