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Where’s The Year Going?

Hey!  Who stole the months
Who scavenged the years
Who hid away days
With no comfort or cheer
As looking back quickly
How fast time just flies
For May’s nearly over
It will soon be July
After June has but ended
Another year gone
A school year that is
But it won’t be too long
Til we’re decking the boughs
With holly and lights
For at this speed too soon
Christmas will be in sight
Felony

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The Truth About Some Days (Haiku)

Some days are prepared
Some days just simply happen
Some days never start

Time

Time the fourth dimension
That gets us through each day
Ticking by second, minute, hour
To take us on our way

From past to present, future
It goes continually
From then, to now and onwards still
Into eternity

A measure of duration and
The gaps that fall between
Observed by calendar and clock
Yet never ever seen

And so by temporal measurement
Yet seldom just defined
Time walks its passage through our lives
And cannot be confined

Time

Hello To A New Week

Hello to a new week
What do you have in store?
What fun and games are up your sleeve?
What tricks perhaps and more?

For let’s hope that you’ll bring happiness
Let’s hope that you’ll bring grace
But most of all let’s hope you’ll bring
Friday at a quick pace!

Fdny calendar

Fdny calendar (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The Diary

I sit around in great bombast
So regally austere
In black bound garment, regimes rife
All pinned precise just there

My mission if you dare accept
To organise your day
To keep you on your toes with glee
To dot, to cross, to stay

Your life I’ll just get sorted out
To have you be on time
To know just where you should be when
To schedule so sublime

To some I’ll be your best best friend
To others irritate
But always I will try to stop
You ever being late

And by some memorandum I’ll
Act often as your aid
To prompt to focus and to plan
Lest dare you get delayed

But if you cram or overfill
Your peril I’ll highlight
Lest should you double book – oh boy
I’ll kick up such a fight

For capably I’ll navigate
Your life and enquiry
For with the means to chronicle
I am your own diary