Thursday, October 14, 2021

old time

 

Old time

Flowing back today

Thinking about the years

It seems gone so quickly


Old time

Sitting at the patio

Watching the black bee

Once I used to catch to play


Stick on its soft claw

Spreading its wings

As if ready to take flight

Old time of yesterday


Things may have changed

Innovations and improvements came

But old time never changes

I listen to the wind


Whirring its sound

Playing with the branches

The leaves waving hungrily

Here I sit and remember


Old time

The photographs of memories

Of the footprints lingering in the mind

It seems it never goes away

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