New Flight

So much potential, so little time
When you look at the clock
You'll think of this rhyme.
As the hands keep ticking
Your heart goes to rest
And the world keeps spinning
Like forever is best.
The darkening light is all you can see
But sooner or later
Nothing will be.
As the hands keep ticking
On the never-ending clock
The feathers will fall
As you continue to walk.
With a new light
Your eyes will gleam
As your final flight goes
On the wings of an angel.