Time Is Not An Old Man Poem by Laura Gilfillan
Time Is Not An Old Man
Cold pale sunlight shifts through faded memories.
Worn pink rosebuds hold the hollow echoes of childish laughter.
Bright eyes grow distant,
Witty smile turns inward.
Impossible to forget
Are days long past.
Sunday, March 31, 2013
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