Her race with time.

Time, it races forward only to flee, to disappear

Like fading redolence of a lavender cluster.

Time that has gone by, she pledges to not launder

From memory, the roads of the past

Where she once stumbled, fought; she once wandered.

Eyes shut tight, she pledges to not squander,

Her 'TIME'-

Time that races forward only to flee, to disappear,

Only to painfully expire.