Today's not Too Late

we look back as if somethings there

from the first kiss to all the brokenness

seeing things we want to be there

things we miss and reminisce

while other things cause us to run

catching up to other runners yet

we often fail to win the race we

have ran we start to question are

we even athletes why do we compete

just to repeat the same transgressions

we often miss the opening attempting

to knock on others doors who do not

know us well enough to answer our calls

yet we continue to phone believing

that there is a chance we will get through

on hold wishing, hoping, praying open

often death finds us in the waiting room