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May 2021
With satisfaction
I see what I make today
Is better than yesterday.
And can hang glide on the wave of time
Rush, skid, swerve the bend
My pal is time
Full speed ahead.
But.
Another day
I come to realise
I didn’t know yesterday
What I discover today.
And there’s no running back
To make amends.
Like a train building speed,
The world’s moved on.
Feeling left on the platform
Watching windows full of faces flick and pass
Stare at my feet, a universe apart.
Actions spent.
Resources dry.
Oh to drive the vehicle back!
But there’s no way to pass
Through this tough terrain of time.
I’m left
Full with regret.
Lucy Houbart
Written by
Lucy Houbart  51/F/Watford
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