A word with great meaning, it’s yours for the taking;
it’s empty at first, many years in the making.
So bare and so humble, innocent and sweet;
it grows and expands, come join the elite.
Time though continues, confusing it may seem;
it’s good and it’s bad, which side will it lean?
By level it leaps, many changes it explores;
it happens to others’, not only to yours.
On by it continues, to fly and to travel;
the change that’s occurring, things start to unravel.
Deal with it you must, day after day;
sometimes it’s tough, but don’t run away.
Though not all of the time, it brings you great trouble;
to the fullest you make this, you’ll be keen and humble.
When time grabs this being, and wrinkles it through;
full of knowledge and wise, it soon will be you.
- Written by Drew Felton (2000)