What age are you?
Birthday tomorrow – in one hour and eight minutes
Another age to entertain, examine, get used to…
when half way through the year –
consider the next one, to be sure
Before it’s time – it will suggest itself
“Act in accordance with me – coming up”
It will say.
“When someone asks your age
‘it is nearly such and such…’ ”
It will say.
It’s before it’s time, yes:
but you might as well
embrace it now,
Bear in mind it’s just around the corner
“You’re almost there anyway”, it will say
Only half a year to go.
I’m in my next age before it arrives
It stretches back in time to grab me by the lapels
And hoist me into it’s orbit
I’m always a year older than I am
Because once that day of birthday arrives
It’s too late – you have only 364 days to go
Just round it off to the next one
Just add “I’m nearly…” to the inevitable
Say what-you-will-be – next year, when asked
You are tomorrow what you are not today
But tomorrow you are on your way
to the next year’s birthday – day.
Keeping one step ahead of the game
There’s no reverse order
‘Time and tide waits for no…’
‘Time is at a premium…’
– is on my side, Yes it is…..’
The lyric is wrong –
on the other side
of your birthday
It’s pace is increasing
day after day
you are on your way…
forty-seven minutes to your birthday
but add another year,
just for realities sake.
(NB: It is not my birthday 😃)