Where Does The Time Go?

Try as we might

We cannot fight

The fast-forward of tick and tock

This breathing space

Of grace-to-grace

Can siphon hours from a clock

Where suddenly

We turn to see

Another year quite nearly done

The pockets of

Its live-laugh-love

Emptied into …where Time has gone

Where is the sphere

Of yesteryear?

From where to where do seasons flow?

Is there a land

Of silver sand

Hinged to a sea of long ago?

And is its sky

The 'my-oh-my'

That time has gathered through the years

From those of us

Who gaze and fuss

At 'oh, how fast time disappears'

© Janet Martin

We were at another 50th birthday celebration today,

and for lack of anything better to say to friends

we don't see nearly often enough,

We say 'it's been a long time,

but my, how that time flew'