Oh hands of time

(Window with wooden shutters overlooking the violet rows of lavender, Southern France. Summer landscape in Provence – view through the window on a countryside with a lavender field and old house)!

Dearest world,

I know. You see the time.
I watch my wrist by half past six et I frown amidst the ferns.
We all must know that we shall grow to eventually end up in stone.

I know, I know, you think it’s dull, past the point of no return. You see my darling time runs et poor us we must catch up as we run as fast as a summer day, early not in May, trying to escape the rains of a summer past.
I guarantee you, hope for as long as there are hands, we shall grow up et be old.

Et I know this story has already been told.
So hurry up already, put your angst away, posture up, no elbows on the table, give it a go, smile as life tows you away.
Far away from comfort, far aways from youth, far aways from the things you were once so fond of.
…because sitting up late watching the hands of time fade isn’t a thing you do with a smile.
As i do recall, oui I recalled, a smart rabbit once saying to all, maybe to me when I once did fall, “You may not be young forever as forever is a long time, but time my darling will come, for the lines of time to be carved on your face, with time your inner beauty will not fade. And remember of the temper you’ll find yourself having as time never ages us well. But wisdom my dear, will erase all your fears for no man lives forever. Oh how I wish to tell.”

I sat under the Willow wiping a tear because I knew that somehow, somewhere this ole story made many a people full of fear.
So I sat et listened, see I wondered away, I was my darling a very young girl, clueless et lost in herself, maybe most lost en Prada et Valentino lusting my days in Aston with Martin dreaming of bentleys in France, BUT that was 20 years a day, ago….

Hence to say, we all know that dear lady of time, why she’s as feisty and fury like a wife on jury counting pennies in her head. Well you should of thought of that before you ever did wed.

no I didn’t.
yes I did.

Off I go to bed