Time has slipped by me so fast,
In a way that's hard to grasp.
As I think of the many things,
That occured in days gone past.
What happened to it all,
All the days of old,
When I was young and bold,
And never did as I was told.
Now I reflect and wonder,
And strangely begin to ponder,
Of opportunities lost,
Or ones I chose to squander.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem