Tick Tock – Tick Tock
I have reached my golden years and time, ‘passing quickly’
Finds me so often, lost in ‘a sip of silence’, thinking of what
Is to come and then find I am caught in remembrances of
Yesterday’s passions resounding like ‘an echo heard’ of your
Laughter which ‘lingers still’ like the music from a softly strummed guitar.
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