Days Drift By
Days drift by with seeming haste,
Time to fill or time to waste.
Minutes spent can’t be replaced;
They aren’t worth regretting.
Memories are often based
On moments that our minds have traced
To joys or sorrows interlaced
With reasons for forgetting.
Thus, as seconds tick, we’re faced
With weeks appearing closer-spaced
For age makes time seem faster-paced,
Technology abetting.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2019
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