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!
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