Can You Hear It?
Can You Hear It?
My Life holds a clock I cannot see
But I know it is there.
I can hear it, ticking away
Constantly reminding me that This is not forever
My time is running out
Mostly, I do not think about it
Lost in the moment, I forget it is there
Then there are those times where I sit in bed at night
Unable to fall asleep because the thought that I might not wake up
is too frightening.
As life continues, I stop caring about my clock
So what? Life is temporary
Get over it
Graduation, college, marriage, children,
All happens without thinking about my invisible clock.
Suddenly, I am fifty,
and in the blink of an eye,
I am alone,
with only the ticking clock to keep me company.
Twenty years later, I realize that time is my best friend.
Now I am old,
I have lived a good life,
Owned the stage,
I cannot ask for more.
Yet I might continue living for many more years.
That’s the funny thing about Life,
You never know when it-
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