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My Old Friends Time
December 27, 2015
When I was young
Time remained old
Staring down at me
With ancient eyes
Watching me play
In its syrup form
Preserving my childhood
In its arms
As I grew older
Time grew younger
It grew playful
As it ran laughing by
Grew so playful
And raced so swiftly
That it stuck my months together
JanuaryFebuaryMarch
AprilMayJune
At last I caught up to my old friend time
And days grew older with me
And years grew endless
As I talked with my
Old friend time
© Anonymous
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I was inspired to write this poem when I realized that my life started flying by as soon as I reached my teenage years.