Today has a purpose

Today has a purpose

Moments accumulate

There is a task at hand

Decisions calculate

And then time like a fog

In a matter of weeks

Absorbs all the present

Except its highest peaks

In an antique shop there

In an antique shop there

Were things like my mother's

Poorly shelved, cheaply priced

Scattered amongst others

Her bowl for ambrosia

Cherished Beatrix Potter

And Christmas bulbs we found

Playing "colder, hotter"

Wishing only the best

Wishing only the best

Life is not a contest

All our souls lay to rest

Just two dates and a dash

Time is the greatest gift

Seeking gold as we sift

And our spirits we lift

Making each day a splash

A fist full of gravel

A fist full of gravel

The Life impossible

Less life than sound whispered

Yet still inaudible

Of no use yet purpose

Evidence presented

I tried to squeeze Life in

Pointless but intended

The fisherman hasn't

The fisherman hasn't
Got a clue that their hook

Is not in my mouth, their

Careful bait never took

The worm and I laughing

As we pull on the bob

And they reel in their line

Disappointed and robbed

The World rarely stands still

The World rarely stands still

OJ and Diana

The COVID pandemic

The crime of Osama

Or a heavy snowfall

All the roads turn empty

The ground mirrors the sky

Inches to feet plenty

Accepting this old face

Accepting this old face

I'm not young anymore

I'm viewing the landscape

Many others before

Future of fewer dates

As I widen the scope

And taking more in with

A gift wrapping of Hope