Dusty time
Where dose the time go to so quickly?
It flees as though running from a predator
Forever running, never still, never slow, just running
Should we run too?
Need we be afraid of times predator too?
Or should we try and save time, like money
Money to never be spent
To only be keep in a vault
Collecting dust
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Now and Then
These words that flow from my pen
I want you to know you inspired them
And they flow freely when
I think of you now and then
My memories of us
Of the time we shared
Raise my spirits when
I think of you now and then
Our Future holds all the answers
And our past has already begun
And every day I love you more when
I think of you now and then
I have loved you then and still today
These feelings I can’t keep at bay
Now and forever and especially when
I think of you now and then
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