What Are You Waiting For?

     I'm running, but I can't escape it. I am unarmed. It is indestructible, inescapable. It's catching up to me with every second that ticks by, and only it knows where the end is. It catches everyone. It is Father Time. He has no choice. He is an enemy to many, and a blessing to some. I am not afraid of the inevitable defeat. I welcome it with open arms. For I know when time catches me, I can't change it. I must accept it. So, I don't worry. I don't worry over the things I cannot change. So, I embrace Time. With the hours I have now, I will live them to the fullest. What is past that, is up to Him. And I grant Him, Father Time, full access.