A limited period in which a dimension will exist,
With an action or process, a measured interval persist,
To measure such interval, whether unlimited or precise,
We are able to monitor it with a chronometer devise,
It calculates every second, minute, hour, day or year,
Measurements so immaculate now its calculated nuclear,
Times when it was gauged by the moon or the sun,
Going back before man when the great universe begun,
Try looking to the future with your imagination set free,
No restrictions in terms, in a time where you want to be,
Divide times of the year in a quadrant called a season,
It predictability allows us to estimate with good reason,
Do we have a time to watch or a watch that tells time,
An ever perpetual rhythm, its precision so sublime,
Finally when our time is up, look back and take stock,
Our lives were measured by the hands on the clock.