The Years Fly By

Posted by Bruce on April 23, 2012
My Poetry c

Another year

Flying by, like the wind that refuses to calm.

The Moon rises on another memory.

The Children, clap their hands in anticipation

The balloons are blown

The shadows of yesterday are gone.

Kids, they gather from far and near.

All shades, All backgrounds, imaginations running wild.

They come to celebrate.

They come to say hello.

The years fly by but they don’t even notice.

A child doesn’t regret yesterday.

They ponder tomorrow.

They wait for the day.

They share their cake.

They share their laughter

They are innocent

Then the years fly by

So quickly.

Ever so quickly.

Still they laugh

Still they clap

They are simply children

They are happy

They simply are.

And still the years fly by.

The don’t ever notice

Still time flies.

Diet Update: I lost 2 pounds this week! It’s a start! I weighed in at 197 lbs

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