JUST FOR TODAY
Trapped by tomorrow (I slipped by today),
Trying to borrow some time to delay
Yesterday's passing (it's only half way),
I'm caught in the firm death grip of time.
Past images appear like a screen play,
I watch as they dazzle, careen then decay,
I'd seal every one (I hope to one day),
If merciful time will release me.
I'll savor the flower buds by our walkway,
Search for the lost love I let slip away,
Enjoy every moment of every day -
March to the slow roll of a drumbeat.
The hands on the clock in the dim passageway
Moved with a start and the death grip gave way,
Light from an angel's cheek shone where I lay
In a world without time everlasting.