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Time Slips Away

I remember yesterday
When I was young and free
The world was mine to conquer
And love was waiting for me
No dark clouds hovered o’er my head
I didn’t count the days
All was right in my little world
In so many little ways

But time slips away my friends
Cherish every day
We never know when the bell will toll
And loved ones will go away
Time slips away my friends
Time slips away.


Soon the babe will be a man
Friends will come and go
Sunny days will turn to rain
The future we don’t know
We think life will go on forever
We have time to say goodbye
We put off till tomorrow
We’ll do it bye and bye

But Time slips away my friends
Cherish every day
We never know when the bell will toll
And loved ones will go away
But Time slips away my friends
Yes time slips away

The house now is empty
Children have long gone
My love was called to heaven
I’ve no one to lean upon
I always meant to keep in touch
With old friends I used to know
Now we’ve drifted apart
And Oh…I miss them so!

Yes, Time slips away my friends
Cherish every day
We never know when the bell will toll
So say “I love you” every day
Nurture your friendships dearly
Hold your loved ones tight
Show how much they mean to you
Before you say goodnight

Yes time slips away my friends
Cherish every day
We never know when the bell will toll
For we were never meant to stay.
Yes...time slips away my friends
Time...just slips... away!

Copyright©2011 Beatrice Boyle
(All rights reserved)


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Grandma Bea

Copyright © Beatrice Boyle | Year Posted 2011

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Juanita Warden Date: 7/2/2011 10:57:00 PM I adore this poem. Very well written. Login to Reply

Carol Sunshine Brown Date: 6/29/2011 1:02:00 PM I positively enjoyed reading your wonderful poetry today Beatrice. I hope to be back again tomorrow to read some more. Love, Carol Login to Reply Beatrice Boyle Date: 6/30/2011 12:21:00 PM Thank you so much Carol...at my advanced age, (83...but not in my head!) I can look back with both pride and regret...but there is always time to make things right! Thanks for welcoming me as warmly as you have, by commenting on my poetry. Bea

Ian Foley Date: 6/29/2011 8:19:00 AM Rminds me of W.B.Yeat's quote on his grave of : Cast a cold eye on life on death horse man pass by. You are so right. Well delivered. Ian Foley Login to Reply Beatrice Boyle Date: 6/30/2011 12:25:00 PM Thank you so much Ian for your warm reply to this poem. Actually, this was written as a song...thus the repeating choruses for a song challenge elsewhere. We are in the process of setting it to music bye and bye. This poem is dear to my heart...as I still have friends from high school that I never lost touched with...they are a blessing! Bea