Short Poem 


It's just the time
good or bad
hard or easy
not going to stay for long
it will pass.
Leaving behind memories
to bring smiles to our faces
and tears in the eyes.
Like water, it flows
neither you nor I can hold
When it feels like
time has stopped
It's just in our heads.
Slowly it is evaporating 
and going away.
What is passed is passed
what is coming we can't tell
Like a good player 
not disclosing cards.

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