Fleeing Sunday

Don’t, please don’t wave the final adieu

I want a little more of you…

A little more….a little longer

Let me  hold you a little stronger.

 

I can feel you slip by,

I can hear your steps fly.

I can sense my heart  race,

To see your fading face.

A little more…. A little longer

 

Tick and  tock….. tick and tock

 Here goes the clock.

Speeding as the day goes by

Ready to give the final good bye.

 

O Dear!  please find a way to slow its pace

Before you are gone with no trace.

The wait for your next visit

Will not be of any ease.

Spare me some more of you

A little more …a little longer time with you…

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