Sunscreen

If you have never listened to The Sunscreen Song, you’re missing out on one of life’s greatest non-song songs. The lyrics contain a sentiment that worrying about the future is useless; the real worries more apt to being something that blindsides you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday; or in my case – 7.30pm on a random Saturday. I wrote this poem a couple of years ago and it seems apt again today.

More sandwich-stuff coming soon, when we are back to regular programming!

I Wish

I wished a wish that my wishes would come true

Then I wished I could wish that again

And so, I wished some more.

And whilst wishing,

The decades turned to years

The years to months, the months to weeks

The weeks to days, the days to hours, the hours to minutes

The minutes to seconds

And then there were none.

I wished for more time but, it did not come.

Next time – no wishing

I’m scaling that mountain & beating that drum

Next time – no regrets

Nor lamenting these things not done.