The Arrival Of Middle Age~

The clock is ticking

I hate delays

I’m seldom late but

Hush, I have to rush

In pursuit of the day.

What’s with the time

And to be always on the dot

Can I not stay still and chill

Think not of the arrival of time

Take it easy, do as I pleased?

But the clock is ticking

I hear the bustle and the sound

I say sky is the limit

But my days are limited

So, I run in a flash!

The loss of youth

Vanity and sanity at times

‘Though part of growing old

I kid you not is quite sad

‘Though not that bad.

So, while I gaze upon the rainbow

Of life that brightens my heart

Why not embrace the flaw and glow

End not in a lonesome misery

Walk along for the life so full of joy.

With the dwindling days

Of undesirable yet appearing age

Wrinkles make their way

Behind the shadow of solitude

Lie fond memories of my youth.

There in the sky my dream inscribed

Suspended between time and space

Behind the clouds that cloak my face

Of things past and the ultimate fate

Here comes time…tick, tock, tick, tock!

I’ll never know the purpose

Would you? Can you tell?

And when I finished my journey

What could be the reason or

Would I ever reach the end?

Here comes the arrival of middle age

Tongue-in-cheek, do I celebrate?

And when I blow the candles on my cake

What do I wish? Think, not in a haste

For I am no longer in a rat race.

But wait, this is middle age

Am I getting near to the place I call home?

I’ll never know but time will tell

Grab a moment or let it pass

Try to keep up with the pace.

Unblemished mind is all I wish

To reflect on the things I know

To remember the good times of days gone by

And look ahead for brighter days

Embracing hope thy will be done.

The proverbial march of time is here

But only God can tell if it is the end

And in his time I will come to know

Here comes the arrival of middle age

Fret not…tick, tock, tick, tock!

Copyright@CrisSp~TM/01-2013. "The heart of my soul speaks to the soul of my heart by writing." ~