Seconds matter when we

are young.

Then minutes count

as we move towards youth.

Hours matter as we mature as

adults.

Then days begin to

have impact,

as we acheive adulthood.

Months matter,

as does the planning

for upcoming years.

Then years pass.

And we wonder where they

have gone,

and so quickly.

Suddenly the months

seem to exist so

transitionally.

The days ticked off

monotonously,

the actions approached

hourly.

The minutes are

waved off routinely,

then seconds,

simply evaporate.

And we can’t grasp

what we managed

to do, with

all of our time.

We just hope that it some meaning.