Time
Here another day starts with a cloud in the sky
As I feel the warm breeze upon my face.
Siiting all alone I have reflect on past days
That seem like yesterday but so far away.
I see friends in school days
Wonder the halls with their loves
As I went silently down hallway.
They were so young and beautiful
And time has not hindered one
But to me time has not been fare.
In my head I can still see
That smile and face from time.
Life has gave me new friends
That has come on gone on the winds.
Some have been real true friends
Others only were here to use.
The friends I have made abroad
Have gave hope once again
And sent a rainbow into my heart.
Why does time be so mean
To some and others so kind?
Why does it fly as a hurricane
And make us rush through our life's?
Should we not enjoy our time
If we have friends or all alone?
Copyright © Michael Byte | Year Posted 2014
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