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January 2, 2016

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Posted by gerardvanderleun at January 2, 2016 1:39 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

Your Say

To a 6 year old kid a year is forever because it represents 1/6 of their whole life.

To a 60 year old person a year represents just 1/60th of their life, a mere fraction, and flies by in the blink of an eye.


Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

Fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way

Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town

Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain

You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today

And then one day you find ten years have got behind you

No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking

Racing around to come up behind you again

The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older

Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time

Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines

Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way

The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

Posted by: ghostsniper [TypeKey Profile Page] at January 2, 2016 6:51 PM

Ghost, beautifully said.

Posted by: Stug Guts [TypeKey Profile Page] at January 2, 2016 7:38 PM

The pants would be on the dog's head; we've all seen and heard dog pants after a long run.

Posted by: Stug Guts [TypeKey Profile Page] at January 2, 2016 7:44 PM

Posted by: ghostsniper [TypeKey Profile Page] at January 3, 2016 9:33 AM

Ghost, got it. Thank you.

Posted by: Stug Guts [TypeKey Profile Page] at January 3, 2016 1:07 PM

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