Remembering the history of a lifetime, wondering at
it's tendencies and achievements born of yesterday.
Living day to day, never realizing how fast time is
flowing until suddenly realizing that I am now sixty-
four years old.
Where did the time disappear to when I was living it's
moments. How sordidly and completely it hastened away.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/disappearing-time/
