Whoosh
Joanna Davis
The whoosh of time it flies
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~so fast
From the dawn of our birth,
To the dusk of our past.
If the legacy is filled
with the laughter of child-like dreams,
it explodes with joy
and bursts at the seams
The residue will fly
right out into space
Then when you’re older
hit you right in the face
Your smile will be big
your eyes will be wide
Then~~~~~~~~~~ whoosh
you’re right back
To when you were a child.
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