Wednesday, March 3, 2021


Time moves, whether we like it or not,
It changes, for better or for worse,
The baton passes, to the younglings,
And we are spectators, left behind...

The tides of change cannot be stemmed,
It devours all that is in its path,
You may rant, and you may rail,
But time moves, devouring all in its path!

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