Time Passing

It was an alternative view for a child,

but my greatest ambition

was not to open the batting for England,

or score the winning goal in the

World Cup final, but quite simply

to grow older.

It couldn’t happen soon enough,

and the anxiety of the process

was as constant as the passing of time.

And all of a sudden,

having spent my life

watching those around me turning grey,

I looked in the bathroom mirror

and found that I too was grey,

and that I had achieved my goal

almost without noticing.

 

John H Davies

25th February 2011