Slowly it ticks away filled with laughter and joy
Sweeping us along oblivious to how quickly it flies
Until with wrinkled trembling hands
We hold treasures dear and gaze with fading eyes
And remember no longer moments vivid and clear
But yet remain content with what we know we had

Wow! Lovely! 😊
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Tjdnos MG 🙂
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I meant thanks lol
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Really liked this … a lot
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Thanks . must be getting old been thinking about time a lot lately.
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That does happen … bastard age thing … just ignore it. I am!
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👍
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Beautiful!
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Thanks R!
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Lovely words 😮
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Thanks mate
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Very nice – you know I’m a sucker for these tender posts you throw in there every so often.
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Thanls Linda 🙂
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