Because Time Is Moving

On In Our Lives



Old man winter will soon retreat to spring

Barren limbs on trees will soon sprout leaves

Another year in our lives is creeping by

Faster than anyone alive believes.

Thoughts things would never change weren't true

Because my small children aren't small anymore

Time has changed things_ nothing looks the same

I'm afraid to think what eventually is in store.

With each passing year my steps have grown shorter

My mirror hasn't changed like the face it's showing me

I wish time would reverse itself and go the other way

Because it frightens me the direction it's taking me.

Old man winter will soon retreat to spring

Barren limbs on trees will shortly sprout leaves

Another year in our lives is creeping by

Faster than anyone alive believes.

Because time is moving on in our lives.....

Ralph L. Clark © 2001

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