Scan

Scan the past
Ship it out,
Traveling time and space,
Pictures from the past,
Many a happy face

A moment shared
An hour cherished,
A life of long ago,

Time seems tricky
Oftentimes,
This we all seem to know

But it is real,
As real as now,
Which soon will be the past,
But it matters little,
How time works,
The die of time is cast.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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