Dumbledore talks to a 6th year Tom Riddle about Time and growing old

Time to Regret

Like a summer's breeze it whistles away
"Gone in an instant"like the word smiths say
Just as a rose only lasts two days
For the same we write an ending to plays

Time misleads and lures you in
It will leave you dizzy in a twisted spin
Time is master and always will be
Time holds the key to our destiny

Why then do we flirt and drink with team
When we know it robs of every dollar and dime?
It tricks you into feeling in control
While with every second it binds your soul