As the year comes to and end
And the snow and wind ,
We are reminded of how swift
The passage of time is .
Certain days seem to just drag on ,
But when we look back at last year
We wonder how it went by so fast .
On days like this ,we can not help
But think how quickly our lives go by .
Lord help me know the measure of my day .
Let me know how fleeting I am .
The changing numbers of the calendar
Remind me that our days are numbered .
I Love You All
By Brock
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