12-25-16 I Refuse to Miss My Last Hours
•I refuse to miss my last hours•
I knew seconds would turn to minutes
And minutes would turn to hours
And hours would turn to days
And days would turn to years
I knew every moment was another chance
But I let the sunlight slip through my finger tips
I waved my shadow goodbye and the next sunrise was preparing
I didn't know I'd end up here
Stuck in a fast forward
Endless sunrises and sunsets
And I never even stopped to marvel at their wonder
The snow would dry up and flowers bloomed
And I never even stopped to pick them
To look closer and see busy bees and fat worms
Stuck in a fast forward
I thought I had enough time
I thought I had enough sunsets
Enough flowers to pick
But time snatched them all away from me
I've written about ticking clocks before
But I was so naive
Such a hypocrite
I would write about my future
The things I would accomplish and the places I would visit and the people I would encounter
But now I lay here staring at a clock
Laughing at me
Dancing away too quickly
Thinking I wanted to join it in it's tango
But I knew this would happen
I'd count how many sunsets I had
There always seemed to be enough
5,840
Each one more beautiful than the last
Afraid of it's ticking like Captain Hook
A crocodile continuing to circle my boat
Ready to devour me
But it waits
I want to stop the sun
To throw a rope around it and tie it to a tree
Maybe I'll slow down the sunsets and sunrises
Put more numbers on the clock
But I live in my fantasies
Smashing crocodiles and catching the sun
I realize it's still slipping through my fingers
The hours are short but I'm quicker
I'll continue to count my sunsets
And I'll explain every single one "Dashes of pink and orange"
"Like God spilled purple paint"
And I'll remember them all
I knew this would happen
But I'll marvel in the magnificence of time
There is something everlasting over the last sunset
I'm not sure how many I have left but I know there's even better ones on the other side
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