Blame Peter. He’s the one who drew my attention to Sammi Cox and her writing prompts. And when his own post, prompted by Sammi, dropped into my in box, I thought I should have a go too. This is the prompt:
Why 46 words? Just to make life difficult I suppose. But here we go …
The Galloping Years
You’d think each year was just a year
Each one lasting twelve whole months.
And yet as I get old and grey, those weeks and months
Revolve, gain speed and pass before me faster than before.
Slow down! Don’t hurry me through my last remaining years.