She’s growing older and older alone
lonely and well into her eighties.
Days are passing by faster and faster.
She knows death is closing in faster too
with each quickly passing lonely day.
Sometimes she wishes she could find
a companion, a good man to love, but
she realizes with death closing in and
days passing by faster she’d only have
a short lived love that could end abruptly
in any of the rapidly passing days. So
she puts her romantic feelings aside, and
accepts her faster and faster days and
the inevitable death that is closing in.
Bob Boyd