And Time Keeps On Passing

As days turn to months

and months turn to years

memories fade.

And time keeps on passing.

As eyes lose their sparkle

and innocence is gone

bags are packed

while friends say so long.

And time keeps on passing.

Every now and then

we visit and reminisce

about how much better it was

when we'd meet every day like this.

And time keeps on passing.

We realize how things have changed.

How different we all are.

How nothing is the same.

And time keeps on passing.

We forget even more

as visits become few and far between.

Wondering how it happened.

How we are losing touch it seems.

And time keeps on passing.

Fearing that pretty soon

the memories will be elusive.

When we can no longer remember

how good we had it.

And time keeps on passing.