To much has happened.
So much has not.
We shall be left wondering why it all takes so long.
Life seems longer than a mile and slower than a smile.
We think of things to proceed smoothly, and end up shouting rudely.

So much has happened to us.
Life seems longer than a Midland Red bus.
We travel light without car, to achieve what’s on a list that ends up being useless.

So much has happened so far.
We took the bus and left the car.
We decided that running was best, as feet carry weight the hardest.

We started off tall and long ending up short, what went wrong.
Life long shoes that kick and scuff at the ground , we ended up as a compost mound.
A lowly heap of not aware sounds.

So much has not happened thus far.
We leapt out of the bus and in to the car.
Feet sour but now sweetening up, we saved the sweat and tears drinking them from a cup.