Time Moves Slowly
Time moves slowly,
and changes come fast,
each birth, death,
nothing forever last.
Learning to cope,
sometimes hard to do,
trying to fit in,
that is all you can do.
Streets once traveled,
now silent from your steps,
yesterday made sweet laughter,
now only tears are left.
Family now distant,
hearts left all alone,
quietened by anger,
wondering who was wrong.
Time moves slowly,
and changes come fast,
each birth, death,
nothing forever last.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2009
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