In just seven minutes, I will have to go
So I don’t have a lot of time to write
On idle musings – the (still) sunny weather, the (still) news worthy events
Or what film star is (still) in rehab.
Now only six minutes remain and time is ticking an
And there you are
Perhaps dreaming of another time
Or getting up ready to greet the day
Now only five minutes remain of this present moment now
Beyond the sea, beyond the moon and at the heart of the matter
At the heart of us lies the one little item – one small little thing
In these last two minutes the two minute warning bell sounds
And the epiphany is that as the closck ticks down, to the final moments
3
2
1
That time means nothing as long as I have you.
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