IN A HURRY

The clock was slow today, lost interest so they say
keeping up with current events, twenty four hour day;
how would you like daylight all the time, too much maybe,
sometimes it's enough when it gets to quarter past three.

We're regulated by the sun and the moon too soon,
when maybe we could go longer than just high noon;
I can move the hands to give me more time to do things,
quicker than you could count the rocks in saturn's rings.

In future, we could be light years ahead, return later,
do what we did once all over again, would it matter,
it may have some strange advantages, things we enjoy,
time for bed, no  - carry on, you can play with your toy.

We made love, very beautiful, in the wind and the rain,
then it transpired there was time to do it all over again