Looking Back on the Years

Fri, 10/04/2013 - 01:08 -- AKimla

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With the green on the trees and the blue in the sky;

Sometimes I sit and just wonder why.

Why things happen the way that they do, 

One day a child, the next day in school.

 

Then before you know it you're an academic star;

Then the next day you're driving a car.

Life seems to be flying by.

One day a smile, the next day a cry.

 

Through all the struggles, blood, sweat, and tears;

I wouldn't change a thing,

Looking back on the years.

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