What Once Is, Is Not

There once was,
An upon a time,
But then,
Someone died,
I'm not saying it was you,
Or if it were i,
But someone did die,
And as once was,
Is very different now,
I tend to look back and wonder how?
Upon a certin way,
A time that was neither a night nor a day,
Something had happened,
And it sent me on my way,
It was,
But it was not,
Therefore,
It could not stop,
And when,
The time did come,
I looked around,
And saw all that was done.

by Jennifer Concetta

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