Minutes matter when
You are sitting on
The other side
Of the bathroom door
Minutes matter when
You have to hear news
From the doctor
About what is wrong
Minutes matter when
When what you think you know
Is something
Completely different
I had a dream last night
I was dressed all in white
Clothes like the angels wear
There was a baby in my arms
Safe, sleeping, breathing, warm
Then it was gone
I don't know where it went
It was just a dream
And like all dreams
It had a meaning
But this one was
Lost on me
I was moving
Down a corridor
The wind was strong
In my dream
Where I was going
I don't know
But it didn't really matter
I saw their faces
Blurring as I moved past
Full of emotions
Sadness, pity, fear
They knew something
That I didn't
When I woke
From this dream
I knew nothing
So it would seem
I had my visit
I heard the news
My minutes passed
And I was changed
Yet still the same
Now I understand
What their looks meant
They already knew
That my minutes were spent
Because of what I can't control
These faces and eyes
They won't see me whole
Judging me
Never letting it be
I wish I had never asked
I wish they didn't know
Just one little thing
Changed my life
So take this time
Think a while
Ponder your minutes
Before they expire
Use them up
Fill yourself with love
and living
And don't waste your time
or else Life is rather
unforgiving.