Time, Oh What A Time It Was...
Author: Shiloh


When we approach
the end of our time,
we harken back to those safer, happier times,
and we long for them,
once again,
but it is not to be.

We do not want to go
‘round that bend up ahead,
knowing, but not knowing,
what lies there,
waiting for us,
but there is no other option left.

Naturally we would wish for
those sweet and innocent days
of our youth, when we had
so much time stretched out
ahead of us…

and that time has passed so very quickly,
has it not?


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