Time
A Love Poem by
Judi Suni Hall
I am angry
with you
with the world
perhaps with
the whole universe.
Why? you ask
a puzzled frown
on your brow.
Because time
is going so fast
each day flying
stealing away
faster than the last.
True, you say
but why are you
angry with me?
It isn’t my fault.
Because you
have always
fixed everything
your fault or not.
Are you
totally sure
you cannot
change time?
