Happy New Year!
Time Always Wins How time flies! Clichéd but true—Uncle Time, Ably carrying us on a wild ride— Playing wicked games with us vain mortals Plotting against us as he whizzes by— Yet he gives us space to make our own mark Nudging us to seize each day—Uncle Time— Exhorting us to work, eat, sleep and play, Watching us until we finish our race. Yesterday’s warm summer dreams fading fast Ending that story we struggled to write— A trail of breadcrumbs along the paths we leave Reminding our descendants that we lived Trying to carve out the best paths for them Out of the forests of tall tangled trees Yearning they see solutions not problems And outpace us as they run their own race Untangling the mysteries we left unsolved