They say that time is a wicked thief.
Who robs us of our lives and causes grief.
Yet, what if this was not the case?
Is he someone that we could all embrace?

Perhaps time is a loyal friend.
On whom we don’t realise, we do depend.
When our pain is too unbearable 
He reminds us that it’s always repairable. 

What he offers are many second chances
That speak to all our circumstances. 
He gives and gives, before he takes away
Time is why we make the most of each day. 

To think him a villain would be unsound
As we now know, he always comes around.
And as life continues to impede, 
Time proves he is a friend indeed.