So fast, so fast
an eye’s quick blink
had always heard
but didn’t think
it possible for all to go
so fast
more fast
than I could know
I wish I’d stopped
to linger more
to take it in
and feel the core
of that which mattered
most to me
I didn’t see
I didn’t see
that folks would age
and babes would grow
friends would travel
to and fro
The times I loved
fleeting they were
too many now
become a blur
and as I contemplate the past
I wish it hadn’t
gone so fast
and that today would better last
—
photo: MSVG on Flickr
Awesome poem Rick, thanks for sharing. It’s something I think everyone can relate to. The older I get, the faster time seems to fly by.