What You Think You Know

You think you know and wonder if it’s true.

The clocks tick-tock and sunshine fades to black

and one day – soon – there’s something less of you.

You count the days and hope for skies of blue

on bright spring afternoons, but white clouds crack

what you think you know – you wonder if it’s true.

You travel free and clear, reach for what’s new

in the distance.  Should you try?  You’ll go back

and one day – soon – there’s something less of you.

Then grab hold – who can tell what you will do

until the time comes?  Mind and muscles, slack.

You think you know and wonder if it’s true.

Do you claim to know it all?  Not a clue

will make a difference if you go off-track,

and one day – soon – there’s something less of you.

When calendars flip shut, evening is through

and finally there’s nothing left to pack,

you’ll think you know and wonder if it’s true

and one day – soon – there’s something less of you.

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Published in: on September 16, 2010 at 3:52 pm  Comments (4)  
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