Tempus Fugit!
We live our lives from day to day
As Time slips by without delay,
No sooner has the year begun,
Another month is come and gone!
Each minute proffers challenges,
Ideal for him who scavenges,
Make hay lest, ‘fore there’s time to yawn,
Another month is come and gone!
Inertia fosters Indolence,
Despoiler of Fare Innocence,
‘Tis easy afterwards to mourn,
Another month is come and gone!
©Meanderings 2016
Autumn Ambles 