Passages

Time passed slowly when I was young
A year could have been a lifetime
Consumed with playing with friends and toys
Never occurred to me that one day it would be different
Now I am longing for the days of my childhood
Although I am barely past twenty

I wish I could hold life's clock in my hands
And pause it every now and again
My hours are counted and measured by money saved, spent, or earned
Even more time is spent on making plans, and then saving their delicious memories

As I watched the fireworks last night on the 4th of July
I realized that with every burst of color and speck, a precious moment
A second of time that is beautiful and wonderous but alas it will never pass again
Life is like that
Enjoy it while you can

written 7.5.04