Happy New Year, Or Not! Poem by Myrtle Thomas

' Forget today, it's time has past,
enough of tomorrow will fade truly fast.

We will always live in limbo in our today.'

Like silk through fingertips
and the wind through a sieve
the time runs it's clock work into eternity

Never stopping and standing still
no emotion nor apologies even in a rain drop
seems vengeful in frigid time zone
no time for you no time for me
as we grow old and expire in our antiquity

Babes one day and then time plays a dirty trick
where is yesterday ? gone before we know
and today soon will fall into place
as wrinkles and silver show the next day
from the womb to the tomb as the clock races on.

' Sadly a new year for some'.