Time waits for no one

Just a couple of hours and he could have met her and said Goodbye. But time waits for no one. Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks and years - they are on their own schedule. Oh hang on a minute! No, time waits for no one. The rich, the poor, the old, the young, the good, the bad - no one. I got reminded of those eagerly awaited visits because you would get us a chocolate, those short stories, the family gossips. Brushing your hair and the red ribbon that you would tie at the end of that plat, the long car journey and using your arm as a cushion to sleep, and those childhood stories you narrated which transported me to the world where he grew up. I guess the time had come and it wouldn't wait. Its ticking away as I write this too. So - don't wait for the right time to say thanks, don't wait for the right time to say that you love someone, don't wait for the right time to say sorry. Time waits for no one. Once it's gone, it will be gone forever leaving behind memories and a new minute, a new hour, a new day. May your soul rest in peace.