My How Time Does Fly - Poem by Audrey Heller
It's already, almost the second week
in August! My how time, does fly! It's
kind of frightening, as you realize, how
fast your life, is passing by! What has
created this change, I'd like to know?
Everyone feels it, how do you account
for it and what, makes it so? It doesn't
matter how old you are, for age, doesn't
have any bearing, anymore. Young or
old, there is no difference, there's no one,
who feels it more! All of us, can't help
but notice, the passing of time, or
talking about it, constantly. There's not
much, any of us can do about it, but for
now, I'll just accept, what has to be! !
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