Youth Poem by Bonnie L. Fry
Youth
Where does it go
When your young
it passes slow.
When your old it
passes fast.
It's here and gone
like the shadows
you cast.
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5/13/2024 11:44:56 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi, Bonnie: Two grammer corrections, for help only, and given with love: 1) your should be you're (contraction for you are, not your ownership) and 2) the word slow, altho' it rhymes with go, to be grammatically correct should be slowly. It doesn't rhyme quite as well, but still might work. Love you, Linda