Time Passes
Amrita. Age 15. Menlo Park, California
                      Alas, I miss the days of fun and play,
Splurging on candy, donning fairy wings,
Such surprises sprang each and every day,
Carousels, clowns, water balloons and swings,
The days got longer; spring led to summer,
Building sandcastles, collecting seashells,
Leaves changed color- I thought: What a bummer,
Splashing in the water, seeking cockleshells,
One day it seemed my childhood had passed,
Homework, tests and essays consume my time,
I find that now life moves much too fast,
The morning clock sounding its daily chime,
All things pass like the changing of seasons,
Life flows; a mystery following its own reasons.
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