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Time Passed
Time Passed
The sky was clear,
the ocean blue,
it was long ago
We walked along without fear,
soft breezes blew,
with the sky aglow.
Puffed white clouds above,
sailed across the skies,
we watched the flight of a pure white dove.
Back at that time,
there was very little crime,
and we shared our sighs.
But those times have passed,
parents by their children are sassed,
and everyone thinks they're bad assed.
Copyright ©
Terence Smith
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