The Problem with Time

Lack of time is a problem we all have to face;
For time never stop as it marches apace,
With days passing swiftly till weeks have gone by,
And all we can do is to stop and to sigh,
That we haven't achieved all the things that we'd planned,
For time disappears just like granules of sand.
One moment it's here; in an instant it's gone,
It's hard to believe just how fast it moves on.
And we are left standing, aware of the fact
That though all our days may seem busy and packed,
We haven't succeeding in meeting our goals,
And when we look back we can see there are shoals
Of things we have left, though intended to do,
And each passing day means that more will accrue.
For time's in a hurry, and we all can but try
To do what we can as it passes us by.