Au Pair

Trying hard to kill the hours
Between lunch and dinner
I let the time go by
without living it.
The waste of hours
That become days
That become weeks
That become months
Seems only big
When you look back and realise
What you could have done.
A heartbeat ago this year started
And now already I'm nearing the end.
I don't want this year to go
Into the world of memories
-yet I don't want it to last.

Caught inbetween past and future
The time is always now
In this strange place
That I've made my home.
Yet this place is not my home
For just now I realise
Home is not a place on earth
Home is a place in your heart.
Thinking about this
The hours go by
Wasted no longer
For now I know
Where I belong.

And dinner is served.

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