A Moment To Think

That clock on the wall seems to be going too fast,
If it stays at this pace I don’t think I will last.

I woke up this morning and looked over the sink,
to see my reflection and it got me to think…

There are lines on my face that I’m sure were not there,
and to my surprise; a new color of hair.

My eyes need some help, and my nose is more round,
and under my belt, I have added a pound.

Where did all the time go? Is this some silly trick?
There on the wall that clock continues to tick.

I paused for a minute, as the clock seemed to slow,
as if for a moment to say “don’t you know?…”

And then time stopped still as I remembered the years,
the times that I’ve had; all the laughter and tears.

A flood of fond memories were filling my head,
like a book of my life but much easier read.

My time with my brother and sister of course,
my favorite things, a new bike and a horse.

Swimming and tennis and rodeos, too,
my friends and the daring adventures we’d do.

My very first kiss; my heart skipped a beat.
The first time I drove a real car on the street.

High school and college and meeting a spouse,
the joy that we shared with our kids in the house.

My thoughts now turned to my mother and dad,
I am grateful to them for the life that I had.

They cared for me always, through good times and bad,
they gave me their wisdom; for this I am glad.

That clock on the wall doesn’t have any brakes,
no way to slow down and it gives me the shakes.

But I don’t mind the wrinkles, the lines or gray hair,
I’ve had so much fun and the timing was fair.

I know that my life is like one giant cup;
The great times that I’ve had were in filling it up.