Sunday Poem By Jurgen Uiterdijk

Time

It’s like a thief in the night

You think you have the time on your side

This thought seems smart and bright

In this case the thief knows better

She writes for you this letter

All is an illusion you can’t upset her

The hourglass is loosing her golden sand

No possibility to hold it in your hand

In fact there is nothing planned

You enjoy life or not

Your weather inside can’t be cold or too hot

An advice? Take the best for yourself on every spot

Timeless love and you know better

Introduce yourself with a perfect letter

With the perfume of love you can’t upset her.