Wednesday .. and I change the sheets
This marks the passing of a week
No sooner are the clean sheets taut
Than yet another week is caught
Now hear the clock tick frantically
Time rushes to its metronome
The sheets take with them all the weeks
And quickly so our lives are gone
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Author:
Lorna (
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Good write Lorna.
Yes, 'Carpe Diem', Seize The Day, as they say. But, as I've said, by the time I found out what 'Carpe Diem' meant, there was not much day left! Doh! Say it in English, man! lol. Save me all that mucking about translating it.
Many of us, of all ages, for all reasons, are living life at a low pace and the feeling of time passing purposelessly is present with these sort of regular events you describe.
Last year i survived a cancer and told myself i should live life to the full now as being a survivor, i am one of the lucky ones. Along came shielding (chemotherapy damages your immune system) and how i hate keeping myself hidden away watching these time markers pass.
But inside me at my late years there is hope for better days ahead.
I hope you too find better times ahead Lorna when life will gain a zest which you perhaps feel is out of reach at the moment.
Life has it's way with us, but it's not always bad.
You have gone through so much and you sound brave and upbeat - what's a little isolation to what you've been through ....... and I have to say life has had some GREAT moments......... I even Like isolation up to a point.......
Time is such a strange thing we have events that make time fly by and others where we can dwell in the slowness of it. We must always look ahead as time will lead us to a new and unexplored path that will give us joy and wonder.
Andy
You are my numero uno optimist Andy.................
I like the metaphor, there is an off-kilter and quirky quality to the angles in the lenses you use to give us these observations on life
Quirky.......... but hush .......... I've always been.......... but try to keep it secret........ have never fitted in...... except here sometimes......... maybe.............
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