When you live on the edge of borrowed time
you have to pay it back sometime
that’s how it seems to be
and before you know it
life moves on without you
and it all gets recycled into mulch and memories.
I hope you notice a flower years later
that carries a scent you used to know
and a song or a turn of phrase you heard me say
makes you want to pick it and hold it in your hand
like you held me when we were young and new.
Interest is what some pay and what some lose
the paint fades, and newer models catch their eye
who can stop the process anyway?
Best to just accept and not look back nor look ahead
smile until you one day and everything all fade away.
No good earnings come from borrowed time
all you gained rolls away like quarters down a hill
and then there is that due date…
when what you owe is more than what was loaned
Some say it’s all worth it… but I don’t really know.
June 16th 2014