TimeA Poem by Jonathan Bryant DeanAs Time goes by we know, we’ve less left know than when we first begun. As time goes by we learn, best years of our life are the ones to come. So now that we have aged, let us still retain a touch of immortality, Time still will seem so slow, as it flies away, it will still fly away. © 2010 Jonathan Bryant DeanReviews
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Added on March 30, 2010Last Updated on March 30, 2010 AuthorJonathan Bryant DeanMiddletown, OHAboutJonboy may make you mad, but at least he has made you think. "If you get mad, that means that you have an opinion, if you have an opinion, at least you have some conscious thought."--JonBoy There on.. more..Writing
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