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 The Same Old Song
I like to sit quietly and watch the little ones play,
As they run jump and laugh while time slips away.
It brings to me memories of a long ago past,
When I thought life was fun and forever the fun would last.
Such is childhood wisdom that doesn’t understand “Father time“.
Who steals away our years as to adulthood he forces us to climb.
“Father time” is the victor for he marches steadily along,
He slows or waits for no one as he sings the same old song.
JRS © 7-19-02
The "Okie" Poet
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