Time is fleeting
different for every person
life seems fast yet so slow
some seem to not know
we wish to be grown when young
we wish to be young when grown
we wish for a place that can no longer be shown
Time is fleeting don't you know
green will soon be turned to snow
our days and nights will begin to fade
one day nothing will feel the same
believe me when I say
Time is fleeting
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Author:
Tanner (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 18th, 2026 18:36
- Comment from author about the poem: haven't been writing for so quite some time but here is one that just came to mind
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