My Precious and Dear Time

I wonder where my time has gone? I mean, I placed it in my back pocket. I remember saying, "Give me a second and I will get to you later."

I contacted the proper authorities to alert them that I had lost my time. I stressed to them that it was very precious and dear to me. They asked me where I usually kept my time. I told them that I usually kept it in my back pocket, in yesterday, and in the future. I advised them that I often lost my time, and there were times it was stolen from me.

One of the officers shook his head, and without looking in my direction said, "Well...once the sun has set, time is but a faded memory. I will give you something that should keep your time yours." I ecstatically replied, "What is it?" He said, "The moment."