TIME LEFT WITH YOU

I feel as if I am watching a movie

and someone has pushed the switch to speed it up,

making it go by faster.

I keep screaming for them to slow it down,

it is going too fast,

too fast for me to grab all that I can,

before the film runs out.

Life won't let me back it up and go through it all again,

so I have to reach out and

snatch the pieces that can't get away from me,

but they are so small,

they slip right through my fingers.

don't leave me.

(c) 1975 Nan C.