A Bit Out Of Sorts

Here facing reality .....A bit...out of sorts Future once taken for granted ....Now time's...running short Hours going forward ....So few....the days That angst of the morrow ...The thought of it prays That happiness be her lot... Or....contentment she finds ....Either one or the other Both....satisfying of mind Clinging to imagination ....Precious.....the memory A measure of comfort dwelling .....Somewhere within the mystery Of billions.....on this planet ....Yet it's monumental that two Simply met literally....as ships... In the night passing through .....And thus....the reality... That time is indeed short ....Just facing the music Clearly...a bit...out of sorts