The Speed of Life
2009 July 2
i
We are ahead of ourselves
Trying to catch up
And pulling the past
Behind
Like a wagon
ii
We are behind ourselves
Trying to catch up
And reaching for the future
That rolls down the hill
Like a bicycle without brakes
iii
We wait
Traffic light
Bus stop
Appointment
Blind date
(or will he stand me up?)
Weekend
iv
We all wait
At the same speed
Waiting is
The real speed of life

Nice poem, NellaLou! It captures both the frustration and the value of the wait.