One woman's reflections of past and present - people, places and things that contribute to the joy and sweetness; the sorrow and hurt of an everyday ordinary life.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
TIME FLIES
How fast hours of the day pass by
like a bird flying
from one tree to another
perched for awhile
on a piny branch
then in a moments time
wings outstretched
he takes flight again
and is gone
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