Painfully outstretched with all her might
The world spins, doggedly, day and night
Time powers the main wheel in the universe
Stopping the clock hands, trying for reverse
Halcyon days we can’t persuade to last
Savoring the moments that dissolved too fast
On a lone corner, watching the world on parade
The sound of bored hearts beating a serenade
Dinner places served with empty plates
Calendar pages lacking any claimed dates
Booking a ticket for an long ago duration
The second hand stops, looks like a staycation
Ticket 2 Ride 