Reminisciences.

Once upon a time, I wrote about love. It was based on no poem, sung by none drawn from the deepest through of a soul that its flame didst burn. Once upon a time, I wrote about hope; each passing day, i got more hopeful that people would at last began to cope with the situations they are, if careful Once upon a time, I wrote about the morning. every now and then, I remember the frown I had, when I discovered that the last wordings were longer than the first, like they were drawn. Once upon a time, I wrote about time that waits for no man, always in a hurry; if you keep to it, you'll do just fine but to the lazy ones, it flies past: fast and blurry.