Time Flies

existence is fragile

every moment is fleeting

I can not help thinking

this will all be over soon

 

days pass so slow

but one day you will look in the rearview

everything's behind you

will you want it back?

 

nothing's ever the same

I can't help wondering 

how did it all change

in front of my eyes

 

just like the clouds roll on by 

the sun travels through the sky

you'll wake up one day wondering

just how fast time flies

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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