He is time

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He is time
 
kisses me hello with golden dawn, hmm... This sounds like a complete sentence, kinda...
offers me wisdom from the stars,
soothes my wounds with balm, I feel like this is missing a syllable or two. Or maybe keep this but swap it with the line below; the transition from dawn to stars to moon would feel more comfortable and the change of flow from this line could benefit the transition to the next stanza as well
and loves me from the winking moon,
 
But he moves slowly when I want him to go fast,
stands still when things are unbearable,
speeds when I want a moment to last.
Sometimes he even teases me to try
and catch him. I would lose these last two lines. They don't seem to go with the other three, plus I'm kinda a sucker for form and it might look nice going from a four-line stanza to three to two-line stanza.
 
Might as well attempt
to hold a slippery water snake.Right?
 
With each revolution around the sun he
has watched me toddle then run,
mature from tender and angelic
to fresh-faced, frisky and coltish,
then vibrant like new green leaves
and brilliant virgin blooms--to tired,
wearily weathered as untreated
shingles near the shore pounded
by three category fours in a row.Too many commas in my opinion, and seeing as this is all one sentence the flow seems kind of important here but I felt myself kinda tumbling through these lines
 
Sometimes he seems cruel.
Teaching isn’t always kind;This is starting to feel a tad bit abstract
the learning is hard.  But in the end
knowledge, a friend.  How else Are these extra spaces intentional?
is one to learn to balance buckets
overflowing the brim without sloshing
or spilling; lifting makes you strong.
 
He instructs me to pluck those first white
hairs, wince at lines that aren’t even there
yet, then not to care--over stretchmarks,
droops and sags, or dye resistant grays,
to even be proud of my age.
 
Then before I am ready or just right,
maybe even way past my idea of when,
he will send me goodbye into the night,
saying, “it is time” and I will say,
“farewell father, father time.”         

I like this poem alot, thanks for sharing!
mike