I wrote this poem when my son was a freshman. It's been almost four years and he is almost out of High School.
Fleeting Time
Time flees
I'd like to see
Stop for me
I look at you
What you do
You've grown so too
Hold it there!
My little boy is gone
I don't know where!
Please time, stop fleeting
Let me enjoy
My boy is growing
Too fast, too fast
My heart is beating!
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