Library
Time Flies
Time Flies
1 min
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The pearly drops of water
On the bathroom wall
The rebellious black ant
On the sugar ball
The busy specks of dust
On the floor of the hall
The rustling dried leaves
That turn pale when they fall
The font of the letters
On the page I scrawled
The adamant creases
On Momma’s shawl
I met them long ago, when
My best friend was a doll
I don’t know them now
Not at all
