tIMe GoNe
That’s another ten years gone
Ten years done
What happened there
I blinked and it was gone
Nothing happened, nothing done
Gone in a wink
No time to think
Working away
No time to play
No time to speak
Rushing to the end
No time for friends
No time to spend
Tunes transport me back
To the start line, to the track
To the proverbial starting gun
To Baba O’Riley and all the fun
Lost years ,gone in a whirl
Disappeared in a twirl
Never to be regained
We’re all wasted , again.
Rasa Kabaila
Sat 17th Jul 2021 10:06
Cool poem Edbreathe, too true! Have you found a way to be able to catch your breathe? My strategy now is to have time booked in and honoured for nothing time' !
Good to see you here too Stephen-I feel like we are all in a cool writing club together. ?
Keep writing and smiling.
Best wishes,
Rasa