Clock

By Arundhati Pandit

Tick tock...tick tock.

Life is counting down on your internal clock.

Memories that feel as if they occurred

yesterday

turn to flashes of moments

that seems to fade away.

People you once knew

walk by without a clue.

The times you once shared

exist as if you were never there.

Years fly..friends die..

and you never know when you'll say your

last goodbye.

Oh, how I wish I could turn back time,

spend it with loved ones and cherish

what once was mine.

Or to go back even more,

being a kid in a candy store.

How I miss the way I used to feel

on Christmas day when Santa was real.

But back to reality..back to today,

family is scarce and memories continue

to fade away.

Tick tock..tick tock

How I wish I could control this clock.

By Arundhati Pandit