#2378-Times
03/02/2024
The years come and go.
Memories arrive to stay,
Yet with time fade.
So I try to take life,
Day by day,
Not projecting,
Controlling,
Or being swayed,
By usual everyday events.
Maybe it is easy as I write,
Staring at a wakening sky,
Feeling tingling butterflies,
That still remind me,
Of once when I was a child.
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