Time to Remember

It’s time to remember,
When we hit December,
How quickly the time seems to fly.
We drift through life’s stages
As calendar pages
Proclaim that the year’s slipping by.

We mark off the seasons
For no other reasons
Than habit and need to keep track,
Yet the forward momentum
Makes days – how we spent ‘em – 
Worth little, for we can’t go back.

So each month we’re still living,
There’s time for forgiving
And blocking out things that annoy.
Every day of the week
We should wake up and seek
Something out there to bring us some joy.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Greenhough Avatar
December 3, 2024 at 6:20 PM
I like this idea of wrapping it up, and moving on. Poem is a reminder to clean house. Thanks for your poem.
Brown Avatar
December 3, 2024 at 7:00 AM
Your poem is beautifully written, and I love how it captures the fleeting nature of time. It’s a powerful reminder to cherish every moment, live fully, and focus on what brings joy, leaving behind what brings discomfort.
Wolf Avatar
December 2, 2024 at 9:33 PM
Slow it down. Make every moment count. One more call to a lonely relative. One more 'I Love you' to those you do. One more act of kindness! Excelsior, Gershon
Cunningham Avatar
December 2, 2024 at 8:51 PM
Frightening how as we get older time is like a runway train.. Tom
Rolland Avatar
December 2, 2024 at 5:54 PM
speeding time really scares me, such enjoyable poetry you share have a nice day
Sangster - K Avatar
December 2, 2024 at 5:27 PM
A wonderfully rhymed poem IIene, with an ending full of wisdom. This is a fav for me! Smiles & Hugs to you dear poet :-)
Allison Avatar
December 2, 2024 at 2:30 PM
what a lovely uplifting ending to the poem Ilene, it's scary how the days and years fly by, and I agree we must look forward - we cannot change what is in the past. hugs jan xx
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