This Poem was Submitted By: Donna M Cobia On Date: 2001-07-24 18:37:09 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Wine(ing) and Crying

The old song plays how those were the days, my friend. I thought they were but now I know they were mere  moments in time bringing you and me into this moment when the days are real and the bills pile up and chance plays as big a role as anything. They say they were days of innocence I say they're days  of ignorance - not out of spite or malice I'd be ignorant now if I could get by with it... Those were the days but now, time is measured in seconds and minutes as the time clocks away taking the days along with it.

Copyright © July 2001 Donna M Cobia

Additional Notes:
"Wine(ing)" is the intended spelling


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