and the wheel turns

we laugh and smile

and the wheel turns

we cry and scream

and the wheel turns

we make friends, find companions

and the wheel continues to turn

and

something

happens

something

bad

and we cry for time

we ask it to stop

to take notice of our friend

her life, so short, so soon

can we just stop for a moment?

stop the wheel?  pause?

but the wheel turns

time slips by so carelessly

our hearts grieve

the wheel turns

and as it turns

time pushes on

ever moving

time

goes 

on

and, so must we