In the Blink of An Eye

Our lives are so short Like a fly we’re caught In a web unable to get free; We hurry here and there Seems there’s no time to spare In this maelstrom of misery. Like a half-remembered dream Or summer mist on a stream Our days too soon melt away. We keep on rushing around Feet hardly touching the ground The rule of the clock we obey. Too often can our days Be cut short in many ways That we’re left in utter despair. So treasure each day as you can For, so short is your life-span; None can love you when you’re not there.