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It seems that time is going much too fast;
a year goes by in just a flash- a crime!
Oh, how I wish that each of them could last.

This month of August soon becomes the past;
like yesterday, flew last year's Summertime.
It seems that time is going much too fast.

The Autumn chill will shortly be broadcast-
replacing Summer days of pleasant clime.
Oh, how I wish that each of them could last.

Before I know it, the cold months will cast
those icy storms and mounds of snow; meantime,
it seems that time is going much too fast.

Though Holidays warm up the Winter blast-
those days fly quick, like those of Christmastime!
Oh, how I wish that each of them could last.

When this December ends, one year has passed!
But, then comes hope- the days of new Springtime!
It seems that time is going much too fast.
Oh, how I wish that each of them could last.


August 19, 2022

Premiere Contest: First Person Villanelle Poetry Contest
Sponsor: L Milton Hankins

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