This is not a very good poem but it is what rolled out today.

The Press of Time

I can’t stop the Press of Time
I just have to flex and roll
Stretch and mold
With it.

Open arms wide and reach out
Embrace

Lay hold that Day.

See.

Cup each grace moment.
Cup and let
Time slip

Slip Through

Hands Gentled

it hurts not to grasp

Press in
As
Each Day
Presses
Onward.

Onward 2012.