much too fast...

stumbling through life
tripping
slipping
over shoelaces and ice patches
losing our balance
falling
crawling
digging our heels in to the dirt
clawing
scraping
for a break
a chance
a hope
a light at the end of the tunnel
that you pray isn't a train
rolling
thundering
down its track
to smash
any dream
you ever
had
but sometimes the
gripping
grasping
holding tightly
to the thought that
maybe
just maybe
there is something
someone
waiting at the end
thinking
wishing
hoping
the exact same thing as you,
it's all you can do
to
get by
but still
it's important
to fight
climb
run
try
to smile through the scrapes
remember it's not a race
cling to joy, make it last
learn from years that have come
and passed
And bear in mind
you'll come to find
that time moves
much
too
fast