Isn't it strange how fast time flies by,

Today becomes yesterday in a blink of eyes,

Then yesterday becomes a week, a year, many years- A reminder that time does not stand still.

I knew and I'd heard people say,

But it wasn't until it hit my thoughts,

That my soul, no being, truly shaked.

It wasn't until I realized that I had changed,

I was a few years older then yesterday.

I was a mother, no more a silly child,

That used to play on the swing all the time.

Now I work, and I worry about adult things,

There's no more joy in the way it used to be.

I need to go buy food... possibly cheap,

And I end up buying things the house needs.

Paying rent and paying bills,

I go on my own to the doctor or take there my kids.

An hour of silence, of stillness, and a treat

Small, silly things feel like a reward to me...

From gaming till morning to berating my kids,

I'm suddenly aware I became like my parents,

And that time certainly doesn't stand still.

And I wonder one day when I'm old,

When my hair maybe starts to thin and fall,

Will I suddenly feel this thing...

Watching my adult children and grandkids.

Will I feel strange inside? Ask myself,

'When did I run out of time?'

Why are my limbs no more the same?

When did I change, oh became this way?

But I will worry today no more,

For time doesn't sit still as I'm lost in thoughts.