Oh!
Lordy, I'm Forty!
The
day's pass before me
The
one that grows near
is
the one that some people
approach
with great fear.
It
seems that no matter
what
they've done with their life
it
is not quite enough
be
they husband or wife.
Something's
not perfect
if
it is, or it's not
they
find it, and
tie
themselves up in a knot.
They
agonize freely, and
share
it with others
that
day looms more closely
and
seemingly smothers.
It
snuffs out the hopes
that
they've had through the years.
It
swallows them up
with
unfounded fears.
The
second hand reaches
the
last midnight stroke
their
life it still seems
has
been one big joke.
Then
the second hand passes
the
top of the clock
but,
nothing has changed
from
the tick to the tock.