Time flies when you are having fun;
even faster when life is nearly done.
Aging compresses memories
weighted heavier day by day,
which one would expect
should slow time down.
Instead it speeds time up as we create
new memories to fill life up
before it, like we, pass on
before we accomplish all we seek.
Months now seem like a week;
years seem like a month at least,
and decades seem like a single year.
How can one compare the age of time?
How can one compare the time of age?
One simply turns life page by page
to finish the book so long ago begun.
Time flies when you are having fun.
annarino writes 