Friday, March 29, 2013

Shed, and survive.

There was a time when you were around
and so was I.
Now nowhere, you are, at all, to be found
but looked have I?

It was then and now it is now.
And oh my,
So much time, come to pass, has, how?
But do I ask why?

Often I sit alone and reminisce
of times gone by,
A tear for the sad ones, for the happy, a smile,
Shed, and survive.

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