Friday, February 20, 2015

Forever young,

No matter what mood we are in
Time passages move forward not back

If we are lucky we can suspend time 
for a moment to savior the sensations
but for most, time flies by and we notice not
the little things that  make life worth living
Blossom that blooms in the field
A child who clutches your hand and your heart
A friend still lingers in your mind and your heart.

And that is where time goes.

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