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-the Days Still Pass Me By-

The sun climbs sure
of it's course in the sky.
I sit idly pondering
 as the hours rush by.

"Where does time go",
I wonder much of late.
No answer is forthcoming,
so I can no longer wait.

But in this moment of leaving,
great solace do I find
as I'm reminded to be content
and this brings peace of mind.

Yes, in God I am content
and the days still pass me by.
I commit myself to enjoy each moment
with a smile; no longer a sigh.


Douglas L.Ace
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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