The Passage Of Time

As I look out the window tonight, I often wonder what is in sight. The leaves have all changed and Autumn is just about out of sight. The snow soon will be falling from dawn to night. As my thoughts about Spring and Summer wander I find that the passage of time continues to drift. As I set at my window I often think what's in store for me the next coming light.

by John Fritz Jr.

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