9 January 2013
I once played, day and night
But now I work until there is no light
Summer's evenings never went to waste
Now I sit at my desk with a bitter taste
Time has not and will never be
A good friend that knows how to comfort me
Instead it comes and takes away
What now are just memories of yesterday
But, perhaps time is not an enemy
For it has granted wisdom and maturity
But what are these to an aging man
Who only wishes to be a child again?
Time • Opuss № I