Time

How quick the old year passes
 greatly anticipated just a week ago
 the seasonal build seemed steady and slow
 faded in the distance of our hopes and dreams
 waiting patients of the New Year themes;
and there it is with forgotten resolutions
 celebrated in the midnight absolutions
 another year in the universe of space and time
 resonating birthdays, graduations, weddings sublime
 that count the passing years of our prime;
the calendar renewed, starting over once again
 and we no longer children traverse adult domain
 believing ourselves immortal to this mortal world
 as the old year passes thru testing steps we swirl 
 quick and fleet the months easily form lost pearls;
they are black and white, never gray
 and their beauty is often overlooked each day
 in muddied waters of foolish youth and somber age
 unawares, ignorant of life's fast turning page
 pause a moment, breathe every second of life in
experience and wisdom lay in the passing of the wind.

agenew yeartimerhyme

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