How Did It Get So Late So Soon?

 

The man who scared the ghosts away,

The woman who healed wounds with a kiss,

I think of them more nowadays

In sad and troubled times like this.

No longer there to hug the pain

From tired bones and broken hearts,

To shield you from the winter rain

That permeates where old age starts.

 

Another day of fleeting tasks

From rising sun to waning moon

The stranger in the mirror asks

How did it get so late so soon

 

The back garden is over-grown,

The kitchen is a darker place,

These memories are hard to own.

the mirror is so hard to face -

where glimpses of them both reside

and haunt you as you reach the day

that saw the turning of the tide

and saw their brightness slip away.

 

Another day of fleeting tasks

From rising sun to waning moon

The stranger in the mirror asks

          How did it get so late so soon

 

We try to catch the falling star

We try to stop  the ticking clock

but in the end it’s all we are -

a sliver chipped from the old block.

The man who scared the ghosts away

The woman who healed wounds with a kiss

They knew each dog must have its day.

No longer there to tell you this.

 

Another day of fleeting tasks

From rising sun to waning moon

The stranger in the mirror asks

          How did it get so late so soon

Another day of fleeting tasks

From rising sun to waning moon

The stranger in the mirror asks

          How did it get so late so soon