“Isn’t it terrible the way things
Slip away from you,
How you blink and thirty-two
Is forty-nine, how the week before last
You could drink a pub dry and now
You’re content with a glass of red wine,
Isn’t it terrible how things slip away…”
“You’re right there,” she said and thought
Of her mother not quite three years dead.
Kevin Patrick McCann
Illustration Nick Victor
From Still Pondering https://www.amazon.co.uk/Still-Pondering-Kevin-Patrick-McCann/dp/1788768671/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=Patrick+McCann+Still+Pondering&qid=1573366856&sr=8-1