Passing Time

Oh the time that passes by.
First the days, the weeks do fly.
The stories told of days gone by.
Though years has came and
gone, you say.
Yesterday year is here to stay,
as ones memories try not to
stray. The minds eye has
seen it all, to bring back
time for one and all.
For those of us can not recall,
Passing time tells it all!

by Iva Predum

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