Time flows gently a quiet stream
Where fleeting moments craft a dream
Its hands unseen yet deeply felt
In every tear where memories dwell
The days fly by like fleeting doves
Each filled with sorrow joy and love
They leave their marks both faint and bold
A tapestry of stories told
Time is a river strong and vast
Each wave a treasure of the past
Its currents pull its whispers guide
A journey through life far and wide
Though years may fade their echoes stay
Their silent songs will light your way
Each fleeting hour each golden tone
Becomes a tune thats all your own