the days come, the days go.

the days come
the days go
as they always do.
quietly
quickly
almost unnoticed in there sameness
that it almost makes one numb
at how quickly that it all comes and goes
until one morning
we wake up
and wonder where our life went to
I still feel as if I can do anything
but my body is letting me down
reminding me in to many ways
that I am not twenty five anymore
nor am I thirty
realizing much to quickly
that I may have more years behind me
so I had better take it easy
and do the best that I can,
with the time that I have left.