What is done is done. We wave hello to the sun.

We never forgot about the moon. We need both

the fork and the spoon. The day may be gone,

and time may be flying, but I am still trying.

In the sky, I see birds bobbing and weaving.

I can’t take my eye off what is now leaving.

I loved, cried, and smiled in the past tense.

I live in the present where it just makes sense.

The memories stay as the past fades away.

The future is bright: I’ll be there one day.

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  1. Carol anne Avatar

    That is gorgeous! โค

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    1. jmacthedream Avatar

      Thank you much ๐Ÿ˜Š

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  2. Norwegian Avatar

    Yes, times are times of transformation ๐Ÿ™‚

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    1. jmacthedream Avatar

      Exactly! Thank you

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