I Object
The years slowly crept by
looking back it came fast
I did not realize that time
can move that fast
to leave us wondering
in a daze pondering
where did it go.
Each day seems faster
each night a blur
children grew
grandchildren too
who was to know
age would start to show
in reflection
--- voicing a rejection
want a retraction
a age reduction
on the close
of another year.
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2020
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