Days float by like a butterfly
on the breeze of a warm
summers day.

Each one flowing into the next,
leaving me to wonder how time
has so quickly slipped by
without my notice.

I reflect often on the people
I have known and loved,
and at how many have come into,
and quietly slipped out of my life.

Only in memories do some of
them live for me now,
and with others, that special
bond we once had is no more.

Only love remains unchanged,
for whenever it comes,
it feels as fresh and good,
and ageless, as the first time.

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