Kitos.

[Kitosdad]

And this, which I wrote some months ago.
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The passing years, how quick they fly,
And all to soon they pass you by.
Where did they go? Where have they went ?
I can't recall so many spent.
What did I do?, What did I gain?
It's only now I feel the pain.
The wasted hours, the wasted days,
All passed before me in a haze.
I was so sure they'd never end,
But now I find, they have my friend.
I gaze around, my senses dim,
Whatever did become of Him ?
The Him I knew, so strong and tall,
Who stops to sit upon a wall.
And search for a familiar face,
When did it change, what is this place ?
Where are my friends, where did they go ?
Am I the last, I need to know?
But no-one cares, no-one replies,
The tears flow slowly from my eyes.
I dare not let them see me weep,
I wend my way back home to sleep.
Sleep in a chair, not in a bed,
So afraid they'll find me dead.
There surely is more time to come,
To feel the rain and feel the sun.
To smile at children running by,
And wish once more, that that were I.
But the wheel has turned, my time is through,
There's nothing more that I can do.
But sit and watch the hours pass,
The sand, run slowly, from the glass.
And when the final grain does fall,
I'll smile and think, " I did it all. "

Kitosdad.
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[Nawar]

[Nawar]

[Nawar]

[Kitosdad]

And the last I wrote with a love theme.

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You love me as a friend, but I need more,
I feel this way as you pass my door.
You'll never know, for I'll never say,
My dearest hope, is you'll smile my way.
You are but a dream that fills my mind,
Is it really true, is love really blind ?
Each passing hour, each passing day,
Sees my hopeless dream slowly fade away.
You must know I'm here, you must know I care,
Must know how I long to touch your hair.
Look into your eyes, so deep, so blue,
And say the words, " Darling I love you. "
Yet you have no thought, not the least idea,
Just how much I long, to hold you near.
You never will, for I'll never say,
I'll just continue to dream as you walk away.
I'll just wave, " Hello. " as you pass by,
And be content with your friendly, " Hi. "
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Keep it simple ... Keep it interesting.

[Nawar]