The year's gone by remain more precious as time flies.
Being blessed to view through my mind's eyes.

Where does the time go? No one seems to know. 
Seemingly to disappear somewhere beyond the rainbow.

The Treasure at the end is a collection of many friends.
Bringing flowing tears of love that never end.

All beyond reach and out of sight.
I try to touch with all my might.

Some things are best left in the past.
Oh, how time travels so fast.

I think it's good we don't have a choice in the matter.
Leaving it to God is the only divine answer.

April 10, 2023
MarkWaldrop