As Time Tickes
It is a normal day in Colorado. That means sun, and lots of it. Even though the sun is out most of the day, it still can be chilly to the point to cold.
People are about, busy with their lives and seemingly too preoccupied to notice that another day is going by. Classrooms are filled with some eager students, some not so eager. Streets are lined with cars, filled with three dollars a gallon gasoline, that are zipping their occupants to and fro. Homes are filling out their roles as the place people come to at the end of the day.
Here is a happy place. Though every place can be happy if a mind is set to the act. Yes, even disaster areas can have some happy moments.
Life is sweet. Just as I enjoy a horse’s friendship, some people enjoy writing, or racing fast cars.
Life is like the wind, ever blowing, growing then falling, starting then dieing, whispering then singing… Sit back, enjoy. Remember it will only last a while, then it is over. *tick-tock, tick-tock*
People are about, busy with their lives and seemingly too preoccupied to notice that another day is going by. Classrooms are filled with some eager students, some not so eager. Streets are lined with cars, filled with three dollars a gallon gasoline, that are zipping their occupants to and fro. Homes are filling out their roles as the place people come to at the end of the day.
Here is a happy place. Though every place can be happy if a mind is set to the act. Yes, even disaster areas can have some happy moments.
Life is sweet. Just as I enjoy a horse’s friendship, some people enjoy writing, or racing fast cars.
Life is like the wind, ever blowing, growing then falling, starting then dieing, whispering then singing… Sit back, enjoy. Remember it will only last a while, then it is over. *tick-tock, tick-tock*


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