Start

The first day of the year... the start of 2018.
I urgently had to update the new calendar in the kitchen - the one with all important appointments:
Vacations, birthdays, emptying of the different garbage, T.'s therapies...
there will be added a lot of special dates.
Perhaps it is old fashion in times of mobiles, but it works the best for me.

A new start. 
In reality it is only a new number in the date. All the daily ratrace doesn't change. There will be the same bad jokes, the same hurts, the same duties, which I'll never get ready, the same stress, the same useless and endless discussions, the same feeling of ineffectiveness .
Life is running through the fingers like sand. You can't stop and remain running....

Time 
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away, across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spell...

Have a magical New Year, my dear blipfriends.
May 2018 bring you a lot of health,  joy and love :-))