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Time Goes On

By Isz

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

With opened eyes I watched From my perch I sat With wings unfolded I stretched The world changed around me But I lived on So many things changed People have come and gone I feel this body getting old So many more years Will anyone remember Times long passed Still haunt my mind Good or bad The thoughts do linger People that I know I try to make happy And guard them Making sure I'm there To bring a smile Even in the darkest hour From my perch Where I sit With my opened eyes I watch As time goes on By: Isz Written January 23rd, 2002 © on Jan 22 2002 07:55 PM PST   0 • 13

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