Your Days Are Numbered
Slowly crawling along searching for life's sustenance
no sense of urgency
no sense of future
Only living for today
leaving tomorrow's where they lie
basking in the heat of the sun
flapping your little effervescent wings
taking you where ever you want to go
Beware little friend
when the cold winds blow
and the sun slips farther away
movements will become more difficult
life will come to a crawl
no longer able to fly
we'll be frozen in time
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2015
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