Time my old friend


Guest2023/10/18 13:06
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A poem on how time flies and wait for no one

Time my old friend

Oh time, oh time!

Oh time, my old friend

I remember while I used to play with you

So obsessed with your chameleon pace

Thinking you are going nowhere

Alas I was really naive

You are always on a race against man


Oh time, oh time

How I used to believe you are always close by

Now I know it was me that stick around

You have always been expeditious

trying to keep the pace now

Still you remained elusive


Oh time, oh time

Oh time, my old friend

Slow down a beat

Because I got a lot to do

And I want to rest and catch my breath

Oh time my Old friend

How I missed the hours with count like days

Now I need more of that

Oh time my old friend

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