Time passes:
We must accept this.
Three years IS three years
No more
No less.
Your child grew gradually
Over those three years
As you all went about your routines:
Waking
Changing
Eating
Laughing
Arguing
Working
Sleepin­g
So your Facebook surprise
At the passing of time
Seems a little odd.
Time doesn't fly,
It passes us by as a constant
Whilst our deadly dull routines
Wish our lives away,
Day after accelerated day.