Once I was young,
And I thought life would go
On forever with not a care.

I met the love of my life
And we raised a family.
Where has Time gone?

Time stands still for no one,
Least of all a foolish mortal
Such as myself.

And just as suddenly
As we are born
The Seasons of our life have gone.

. . .And then they gather
'Round a cold, dark grave
To tearfully say "Goodbye". . .

To me. . .
To you. . .
And still "Time" marches on.

Dreama Hildebrand
May 12, 1998

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