Waiting
To see the future in a second
And past moments in a day
As time wanders by its lonely way
And we can only watch and stare
And take our fumbling steps with care
And push others out ahead of us
Not yet beckoned.
And time continues slowly on
Winding through the windy trees
And snowy Winter’s icy freeze
As we walk and look with dread
At the path that awaits us ahead
And we wait for the day when we will be
Gone.