Time

Time is unsurpassed, forever unforgettable.
Time eats away at life, so edible.
What we say can never be undone,
what we say will always be on us.
The raindrops of the spring,
and the snow the winter brings.
All sequences in time,
all with their own position in line.
Time cannot be cut,
or undone,
your time will come,
you can never run.
Time will sweep you off your feet,
blow you away with the breeze.
Time takes the ones you thought you could forever love,
time takes them away from memory, not sparing even one.
Time is the end of our day,
always in sight, but forever far away.
Time gives us a peak at tomorrow, but today stays forever,
so we never truly know, but maybe there's a latter?
But only time knows the truth,
and only time knows this poem's last letter.