The Years Run Away From Us
Another year has rolled around.
A winter, summer, spring, and fall,
That run in circles all year round
I used to run, but now I stall.
As I realize what fate has stashed-
That time has made me older,
I stop and think of things long passed,
When I was so much bolder.
Yet every moment is a year
Away from just a year ago
So every second’s new year’s eve,
and new year’s day also.
I gaze out into the sea
About to step onto the ship
That will very soon take me
To a place there is no time.
Note: the last line is not . . . exactly . . . correct, it’s the feeling of it that I’m refering to. If you follow me.