Time grew wings and flew

Time grew wings and flew

backwards into the sunset.

It hid in the dark and disregarded

the stars travelling past.

But time did not change,

no matter how far back it ran.

Change happened anyway;

light to dark, young to old, life to death

and death to life again.

So time re-emerged

defeated and worn out

it realized it had become

a ghost, obsolete and forgotten

as life had continued to turn in its absence.