Well, the time has flowed through me.
Youth, a time so long ago,
Remembered with few regrets.
A time of exploring what this life
Would have in store for me.
The years, now seemingly flown away,
To come to this time
Of quiet happiness and contentment.
Time to spend growing ever closer
To the love of my life;
Always there, with a love
That gets stronger all the time.
We are as one and go forward
Into old age as a single love bound entity;
Travelling the infinite Universe.
Until that time,
When time comes to an end.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: November 29th, 2025 01:53
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