saturday's reflection

Saturdays come and go too quickly nowadays

coming together as the sundays, mondays

and tuesdays fly by almost unseen when then

wednesdays barely say, hello, along with thursdays

and fridays, so discretely having been dragged

along before saturday, once again, visits

then hesitate to speak of how fast aprils and mays

arrive wishing them to stay longer their visits for

they bring their brilliance of color and the sounds

of fauna pleasingly playing through the summer’s

sunny days when then too soon and too long a stay, 

come the cold and grey, a burden upon my aging body 

then there's the years that have insidiously flown by

garnering and gathering forlorn memories that bring

tears not because of dread but because too quickly

and too fast they have become my past whilst knowing

little of my time left before i need to dress in the

attire for that eternal rest