Tick Tock goes the clock
as time moves on so do we
as we grow and change
we turn into new people
like blossoming flowers
we start small and weak
and closed and alike
but when time passes
we become clever and strong
and open and different
our owns traits shine through
people change and change
but dont ever forget who you really are
and what friends are true
1 comments:
Very true poem, it's nice to talk about time, is it not?
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