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Passing Time
It’s amazing how time is passing
Months and years moving forward; massing
Into numbers calculating each year
In which I turn older; as it appears
I miss how things were before
Being young, carefree; as if I had wings to soar
Playing with friends, jumping around the house
My parents did everything for me; only I was free to rouse
Through the lush, green grass I ran
My feet kicking in moist mud; soon hardening as if sand
Now, I can’t do those things
Playing is now replaced with what responsibility brings
Taking care of myself, schoolwork, possibly job and money
These can pound stress onto me; along with skies no longer sunny
Nor is there innocently lacking worries
Melting deeply and floating like flurries
The sky now appears gray; uncertain
Towards what the future holds; covered as if by a foggy curtain
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About a longing for childhood; and having to face adulthood/getting older