Days blur
Weeks spin
Tell me
Where exactly are we
April 2020?
Who counted us to here
Who started us from there
Who commenced to write
This is the year of…
An ancient Roman
A Druid
A seer from the future
Who knew it
Didn’t really matter
Time takes over
And it all adds up to nothing
In the end
Our histories
Are all personal
We weren’t here way back when
Calendars began
Or before then
When there weren’t even men
And we won’t be here when this world ends
I hope
So
We are just another bunch of people history forgot
Are we not
All just
Floating?
Takes my breath away!
Oh Thankyou Grace – hope you are well.
Oh I doubt very much that history will forget 2020. 🙁 … or those who lived it and lived through it.
I don’t know. We forget so much of the past.
Well, we certainly don’t seem to be able to learn from it, that’s for sure.
Oohhhhhh that’s a deep one Katey. Love it. “Is“ is now! 😘
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Thanks Kel – is is definitely now – all we have 😘
Time to stop taking things so seriously…………I keep trying……..one day……one day I’ll start laughing and never stop!
Lightly – go lightly with yourself ❤️
The universe has existed for four billion years and has about seven billion…and yet….we are only allotted three score years and ten, seems a little miserly to me.
Perhaps we would be given more if we used it more wisely…or it would feel that way 😊