Alexander Downie

Rookie (30 December 1959 / Bo'ness Scotland)

Time - Poem by Alexander Downie

Time is running past me at a rampant speed,
too many things to do and not enough, , , , , time.
Time is hitting me up with stress, woe and worry,
not enough time now and far too much hurry.

Time is making me dumb, I forget, important things,
like passports, cables and numbers to I must ring.
Time is a anchor who used to drag me slow through hell,
but today she's a witch and I'm losing patience under her spell

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 26, 2012

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