The Year Passing By

The year is galloping at an alarming pace You want to yell whoa! Where did spring go? You feel like you’re riding a runaway horse Helplessly away from the usual course Last year didn’t go so fast Life was just slower in the past Quick, book a summer holiday Double quick, it’s nearly May Hurry, airfares are soaring Or it’s Bognor again – boring! Yikes, pumpkins grinning in Tesco, steady! Can’t be that time of year already! Winter woollies, scarves, a mitten Where’s my wool, must get knittin’ Snow swirling outside my window pane Footsteps crunching down the lane Next year is creeping nearer I just hope things won’t be dearer!