Oh how the years go by. I think of the times past.
I reminisce of good times, but they don't always last.
Oh how the years go by. I sit and contemplate.
In the mirror I stand and stare at this lonely face.
Oh how the years go by. I remember my first car.
I remember being full of pride thinking I'm a star.
Oh how the years go by. I miss those who have died.
I think of them. I'm missing them. A tear comes from my eye.
Oh how the years go by. My hair has now turned gray.
I'm getting old and I feel frail; afraid I'd see this day.
Oh how the years go by. I'm now on my deathbed.
My strength has gone. I'm so weak. I now lay back my head.
Oh how the years go by. I am about to cease.
I wave goodbye and close my eyes. I now shall rest in peace.
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Author:
Jarid (
Offline) - Published: January 19th, 2017 22:52
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
I sit and contemplate. I think how time passes and how days go by. This is of course a magic of nature. Standing before mirror amazes mind finding reflection. Watching lonely face conveys many messages. Years come and go away. Hair turns in to grey. Memory remains with us. A very thoughtful and excellent poem you have shared.
Thank you so much friend!
a beautiful poem written with elegance, wisdom and grace.
Thank you Jane!
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