Life's Too Short

 

Today is another poem I wrote, during my teen years.

Life’s Too Short

   The years fly by

Childhood is gone too soon,

   Baby hood years do fly,

When “the cow jumped over the moon.”

   The eagerness of school

Fades as one grows;

   The child is no longer such a jewel,

And in the garden of life, sows.

 

   The first milestone arrives–

Graduation from elementary days

   Excitement drives

In so many ways.

 

   Off to academy, go,

The first days from home

   We all very well know

Sort of make us sick for home.

   Then come college days,

Pretty well nearly grown;

   The child has developed ways

That are pretty well known.

   Only memories link the past

With the immediate present,

   The days go too fast–

The few days God has lent.

   May each one do his best

With his few moments here;

   The event coming next–

The coming of the Lord–is near.

                       Wendy Kaye

                        February 5, 1979