Friday, June 5, 2009

Days Go By

I can only imagine the worse when I am all out of breath,
And I can only see the beauty of life when I am close to death.
How we never appreciate what is always there and around
until the day when all is gone, whether they have been lost or found.
Like the wild flower growing out of the broken wall,
or the birds that fly back to roost when the sun goes down.
Or the man who held you on the days of tears you could not recall,
and the woman who cradled you in your melancholy frown.
Days go by like the forgotten blink of an eye,
the years roll on in our diminishing drive.
Before everything fades away into complete darkness
let's not forget what we have here now are absolutely fabulous.

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