One Hundred

Linking with the Sunday Muse for Muse # 100 

Time is the longest distance between two places. ~Tennessee Williams

When I was 10 years old

 time moved like an injured bird

seeming to slowly flail to the ground

I felt stuck right where I stood

 but I knew one day I too would fly

move on like 100 migrating birds

traveling fast and far to a better place

 then in my 20s I burned candles from both ends

trying to capture the moment like a roll of film

I entered every door that would let me in

racing around at 100 miles an hour

but getting nowhere I should be

now I am much older and we shall leave it at that

and time seems to move me faster than my feet can go

but it has taught me that now is where it is at

for I am content to linger right where I stand.

Note: With all that is going on in the world right now, I think we all have been feeling concerned and stressed.  Uncertainty can be a scary thing.  It is wonderful to be able to reach out to you all here in the way we always do.  No need to social distanced ourselves in blogland, and that is a blessing indeed!  Thank you, friends, for continually joining us at the Muse!  Your loyal participation and amazing poetry brightens my world every week!