FIGHTING WITH ME

The days move so fast . . .

And time will not always last –

It seems I turn around and it’s gone

Like an old forgotten love song –

Reality is sometimes hard to accept,

Promises made but seldom kept!

Thinking of mountains I climbed,

And all the words that I rhymed,

But time still doesn’t wait . . .

And its reality I shouldn’t hate!

Tomorrow is never a guarantee

So why am I fighting with me?

Moments in time I will have to live

It’s something that life must give!

 

Thomas Theophilus© May 17, 2026