Blurred Frenzy
the minutes
the hours
the days
in wild frenzy
whistle by
before long
weeks turn
to months
to years
on the racetrack
life in a blur
careens at
headpopping speed
i can barely hang on
yet
every once
in a while
it pauses
for a rare
precious moment
i take a deep breath
and thank god
you’re still here
by my side
AP: 3rd place 2020
Posted on November 28, 2019
Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2019
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