Old father time, just quietly ticks away,
when you look in the mirror suddenly,
you are wrinkled, old, and grey.
What happened to all those precious moments,
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The years are speeding past just when we want them to slow and let us savor every moment. This poem is extraordinarily well written, Tango Tango.