Course of Time

Look deep through the Fabric of Time.

And remember distinctly your first whine.

Through the thread and stitches so fine,

You see the doctor separate your line.

The memories begin from those you heard

As your life you remember began when you learned.

The Fabric of Time begins to become thin,

As your mind expands and grows within.

The thread and stitches as clear as can be,

You remember distinctly everything you do see.

As time passes the clearness dispersed,

We only remember the best and the worst.

The Fabric of Time become dimmer then dawn.

We recognize life, and how it moves on.

As we look deeper into the Fabric of Time.

We remember distinctly before your first whine.