All Things

All things are getting old

People, places, memories

The sun each time it falls

Growing rings within the trees

The music of our youth

Starts to age, but never dies

History is written

In wrinkles that wrap our eyes

Lessons learned, lovers lost

Lifetimes lived to feed the soul

Days and nights of light are

Strong enough to make us whole

And so we flow because

Time has not been known to freeze

All things are getting old

People, places, memories


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