Tick-Tock

 

I move so slow,

Yet pass so quick.

 

You run out of me,

I build suspense,

and anxiety.

 

I seem to slip,

and fly by.

 

I control your life.

When you are having fun,

you wish I could last forever.

When bad things happen.

You wish I’d hurry up.

 

 

I make you wait,

sometimes it seems

as if I take forever.

 

When I’m watched

I move so slow.

When I’m ignored

I seem to fly!

 

I move so slow,

yet pass so quick.

What am I?

By: Kennedy Lobley

 

The answer to the poem: Time!