Gaining Time

I thought that I should never be as old as folks as old as me. For in my youth the time of day moved so much slower on its way And youth can be a wondrous thing that hides the truth of living’s sting. That birth must surely lead to death from babe’s first cry to final breath. Where time flows past at different rate but never ever stops to wait. Wherever time decides to go mankind must follow fast or slow. The time of youth that stretches long is full of flair, exciting strong. The time of age that goes so slow bears scars of youth that do not show. The time of youth is when you learn the things you love, the things you spurn. The time of age is when you know the things you learned in lifetime’s flow. It matters not what is time’s pace or your position in life’s race. The winning post is still the same so take your time...there’s more to gain! Ivor G Davies