Time
Time moves slowly leaving no ill will
Flowing as a slow rambling stream
Leaving room for all of us to dream But
In a blink of an eye, It passes us by
Leaving us to wonder
Making us sigh
It holds no resentment
No grudges to be known
Just memories And Stories to pass along as we grow old
Good and bad
Happy and sad
Struggles and Ease
During it's course it sure does leave
Imprinting room to cherish the moments as they lay
Giving us so much to tell to this very day,
For us, to each leave a mark in our own special way
Fall any theme contest
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