Slipping Away
Yesterday was September 17th, 2021. I turned 81 years old on that date. I sat eating my cake and was disappointed there were so many people missing. So, I tried to think about all those years past and what did I accomplish. Couldn't come up with an answer so maybe the better way to explain is by simply saying there was a time when I thought I'd always have tomorrow, but that wasn't true because...
Precious Time Keeps Slipping Away
There was a time I felt no fear
and a time when I learned to shed a tear.
There was a time when I thought I'd never fail
and there was a time I should have made that call.
There was a time I made so many mistakes
and a time when I was taught what it takes.
There was a time I didn't even hear
and a time when the answers were so near.
There was a time I caused others so much pain
and a time I realized I was the one to blame.
There was a time I just sat down and thought
and a time I knew what that pain brought.
Do I have enough time to make up what I lost,
and time for me to understand what it cost?
Do I have enough time to start all over again?
Can I see the difference between now and then?
So time comes and time goes, that's quite clear.
Can I now create memories to forever hold dear?
Do I have time to open my eyes and look all about,
gather up my courage and take one more
Last Flight Out