BLACKBIRD

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Fond memories.
Strong friendships.
When I grow old,
And look back,
Will I remember
It
All?

Sixthseventheighth—
Why has time
gone by so fast?
When did things
start to change?

Time’s flyin’ by
too fast.
I can’t take the pace.
Why are things
so much different?
When did my life
rearrange?

What went
went wrong
with my life?
I used to be so sure
of everything,
but now everything’s
hard to grasp.

Will I remember…
the people I
met?
Will I remember…
the lives I touched—
that touched me—
the times I had?
The good
and the bad?
Will I remember…
all that I learned?

Like that Beatles song—
Blackbird—
I learned
to take my broken eyes
and see.
To take my broken wings…
…and soar.





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