Oh How The Days Fly!


oh how the days they fly
they soar above the clouds
with the flutter of a heart beat
and memories resound
time is an endless thing
that the days seem to forget
as they fly much too fast
for humanity to get a grip
and we try to catch the days
as they leave one by one
but we stumble and fall
teetering on oblivion
And as humanity sits alone
with only the Earth and its wonders
we beg for more time
to explore
to wander
Because the days don't just fly
they run faster than light
and we can't keep up
but yet we still try
and our days are our lives
and without all our days
then we could not fly.

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