FATHER TIME

By moonphish

Tue, 03 Jan 2023

1 comments

A couple had a baby

Born on January first

Right at the stroke of midnight

Though that hadn't been rehearsed

He grew up rather quickly

And in his second week

He learned to walk and even run

He also learned to speak

His parents were astonished

As he raced right through the schools

By March, his graduation

He learned necessary tools

By summer he was working

And he rose up through the ranks

By fall he was retiring

He received so many thanks

By winter he was dying

Though it hadn't been a year

Since the very day that he was born

It suddenly was clear

This person held the title

Of the fabled Father Time

He left December thirty-first

When he was past his prime

Same couple had a baby

Born on January first

This baby turned out normal

Now the tables were reversed

Permalink Submitted by rosaliekempthorne on Wed, 2023-01-04 08:15

The rhyming and rhythm work really well in this poem. Nicely done.