Time Runs Away From Us All
There are reasons why old men
Never accomplish what they intended;
Grass mowed, buttons sewed,
Weeds pulled and fences mended.
It's a conspiracy of time
Making failures of us all
As life becomes unwound while we are slowing down
And time speeds up for that last long haul.
The lists become longer
The clock hands move faster
And try a we might it soon become quite
Evident time is our master.
by E. Marshall Evans
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