Time passes by
As if it has forgotten it needs to stop.
It needs to pause in its tracks
So I can get my facts
They need to be straight, in order
I need to reorder
Reprogram and reset
Needs need to be met
Memories folded gently
Like little outgrown baby pajamas
I need to bottle some newborn smell
Pencil shavings and pumpkin cake
There are jars that need to be filled with the jam I uses to make.
I need hugs to last forever
And peace of soul with no endeavors.
I need to stop being scared of things ending
I need time to stop pretending
To be a moment
Moments are an increment of being
A snowflake melting on your hand,
Ow don’t you understand?
Time is not fair
It is here and it is there
It is everywhere and nowhere
And I don’t have any to spare.
