THE VILLAGE STORY BOOK
THE POEMS OF ANTHONY WOODROW
"The Time Of My Life"
By Anthony Woodrow
‘I wasted time, and now doth time waste me.’
Shakespeare: ‘Richard II’
Have I had the time of my life?
Was there ever such a lucid moment?
Or is it just
‘Come in Number 6, your time is up!’?
Just ‘Time, gentlemen, please!’?
I’ve played Space Invaders
And spent half crowns.
I’ve dialled a non-digital phone
And watched Betamax videos.
Have I had my chips?
Or has some magical window yet to open?
Time is a two-faced old Janus, a crafty old man
Who dumps painful memories of the past.
But who enables hope
Of better future
Times of my life.
Optimistic, unrealistic, but always hedonistic,
Is all I have to do, believe,
Like Peter Pan?
Who never grew old,
But never grew up.