| The road ahead of me is shorter than the one behind my days are numbered and I still have things to do. The clock is ticking faster it seems Time is flying by and my list isn't nearly through. My days and weeks are brief from one sunrise to one sunset there are too many things still undone. My calendar feels short with months speeding to an end I will never get everything done. We are never promised unlimited time I think I may have squandered some but I hop my live has meant something. There were time I remember well there are time I want to forget all those times are the total of my life. What I want to do is enjoy what is left and pack all that I can into that time. I am grateful for it all I will not be sad I have experienced a life better than most. When the road ends when the clock stops my hope is those left here will remember me fondly. October 2022 |