Time Fleeting
Where is the time of yesterday
when it was a slow array
long and full were her days
that time of yesterday
Why the time of today
seems always to slip away
wasted and seldom saved
the time of today
When the time of tomorrow is made
will it be on a fast display
short and quick to fade
the time tomorrow plays.
Copyright © Fritz Purdum | Year Posted 2022
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