TIME

Time was when you children were young,
And all day long I was on the run.
There never seem to be enough,
So much to do ...so much stuff.

How the time would slip away
No time to rest or sit and play.

Now that those times are gone at last,
The time is slower than days gone past.
Just like the twinkling of an eye
The times past then so fast did fly.

I'm older now and all alone,
My marriage gone..no more a home.

I've tried so hard to make amends,
To connect back and tie loose ends.

But I sit alone all by myself,
While gathering dust upon the shelf,
pictures of you children growing up
now out in the world filling your cup.

Time allows me to look back,
Sifting through the bric a brac
To days gone by when you were young
And all day long instead of run,
I should have walked and took more time
And shared with you a nursery rhyme

The many should(s) I did not do
I wish I could make up to you.

But now the clock is tightly wound
And precious moments cannot be found,
For you are running with the time,
And too busy to hear my nursery rhyme.