Days

The days appear to be passing faster now
How could it be possible
When seconds and minutes are always the same
Gone are the days of childhood
Gone are the days of youth
Those carefree times of the past
Something of longing for the aged and weary
How can we reverse the clock
To change our past
Many things would have been done differently
But alas, this is just wishful thinking
Happens to all, bar none
It’s time to cue the sad symphony

|For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream. – Vincent Van Gogh|

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