Where did the time go? In a blink, I can't believe it.
Only a quarter of the year to go, September is soon ending.
While I walked was I unconscious
through months, days, hours, only to realize I'm here now.
I still recall the beginning of the year
thinking
'it's going to be a long year'
and yet here I am now.
Work and kids are consuming but Troubles are too,
that's where Time went flying, into a black hole of distraction.
Can I slow it down?
But then it has not been a good year, so let it fly, next year will be better.
I'll have to attempt to be more present.
When I think back, read what is written, lived through, had created along that way,
I am quite glad; there are fruits and flowers, it's not all barren or sad.
There are footprints too, not mine alone.
Where did time go?
Where did time go?