Who knows where the time goes?
Strong arms and shoulders, broad smiles
Standing straight and tall.
Who knows where the time goes?
At pace, it passes us all.
Attitudes and memories, discussions eye to eye
Adult to adult, father to child.
Who knows where the time goes?
It rushes past, furious and wild.
Stand tall around me,
My rocks of support.
Who knows where the time goes?
Who would have thought…
Steeped in memory,
They support and strengthen me.
Loving, care and empathy.
They are my family….
Who knows where the time goes…
Craig (04/09/2020)
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