Days...

Changing relentlessly, calender cantering,

calculating time, crossing out a date,

careering forwards, time only ransoming

plans which come and go too late..



Fearlessly awaiting, time is ever hastening

forwards, onwards, it can never wait.

Facts come and go, a feeling of chastening

following time, our endless bait....



Watching and waiting, events overtaking

weary of appointments, never to be late.

Wanting to hold time, trying to frustrate-

the ticking minute hand from dictating our fate...