In my time I begin to find,
What I myself must leave behind,
With much pain I'll begin to see,
That though we may not agree-
A time of change is what'll be
Days of young have passed on by,
As they go we may sigh,
As now anther year goes by,
We keep in mind of what it'll be,
A time of Change our lives will see.
As the days will start to fly,
The time will eventually come along,
When we will have to move on,
Until at last we have learned
That on and on the tides must turn!
Write comment. Good start, Kathryn. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
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As the days will start to fly, The time will eventually come along, When we will have to move on, Until at last we have learned That on and on the tides must turn! very fine poem., well thought out. thank u dear poet. tony