This little 105 word poem is linked to Saturday Centus. The five word prompt is in bold. To read other offerings, just click here. (I apologize for the weird spacing here. Blogger is being blogger-like tonight! Grrrr...)
Was it just last week we gathered together?
With turkey and dressing? Bowed heads?
How has the calendar turned to December?
Cool weather? Christmas music? Flannel beds?
When did this year wind down to the end?
Resolutions unfilled? Words of wisdom unsaid?
Was it truly last week that we gathered together?
My Christmas cards are unwritten yet!
Last week and last month and last year
I could swear
Were just a few hours ago
My 40’s and 30’s and 20’s are gone
And there’s still just so much I don’t know.
So many answers I continue to seek.
First one…how was Thanksgiving only last week?
This is beautifully written
ReplyDeleteMy thoughts exactly
ReplyDeleteNo kidding! Before I know it, another Christmas I'm not prepared for, will be here... AGAIN.
ReplyDeleteTime is so fluid...it flies, slows down, escapes...thanks for the lovely poem
ReplyDeletetime flies when you're having fun, isn't that right? I am sometimes glad my memories isn't so great.
ReplyDeletehappy holidays!
here! here! totally relate!
ReplyDeleteBoy, do I ever feel ya on this one!
ReplyDeleteWhere did 2012 run to??
Sheesh.
=)