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Oct 2014
The hours go by like minutes
and the weeks go by like days
as the years keep flying by
and we look at our reflection
and think about the many
things that we could have done
if we had only been able to
stop our minds from wondering
about what we left behind.

I never thought I'd be alone
this far down the line and
sometimes I think that maybe
it was all nothing but wasted time.

So I live from day to day and
dream about tomorrow and wonder
what I am going to say next about
life and its pains and sorrows.

Love has come and love has gone
so many times and in so many
different ways but it never stays
and it always leaves me with so many
rhymes about love and thoughts of
maybe tomorrows.

Seems like happiness is only reserved
for some but we soon discover that
life is really only what we make it and
we learn how to take it and how not
to fake it.

Sometimes in order to keep it together
we have to leave it alone so love
what you have before life teaches
you to love what you lost.
                                                            Jon York     2014
Jon York
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Jon York  Arma, Kansas
(Arma, Kansas)   
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