The umbrage of time, cast upon the old man's face.
Memories of youth so near and dear, shared with any willing ear.
Stories flow like drivel from the mouth, never ceasing to a drouth
Time goes on....
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Time goes on... Time is an oceans perpetual tide. a great reflection on time, its relevance, its aims, life and forgetfullness, vain attitudes of life. inspite of all that time goes one waiting for none. a wonderful poem. thank you. tony