Moving On

Push fast forward or rewind,
time can prove to be unkind..
Out of breath, running fast,
trying to outrun the past.

Time can move very slow,
awaits tide to ebb and flow.
Or rushes upon the wind,
nevermore to return again.

Good times fade far away,
as the rose on winter's day.
Time ticks on silent nights
intensify mere mortal plight.

Try to retrieve at any cost,
frivoled time is forever lost.
Pendulum sway, time clicks,
back, forth with precise ticks.