By: Minh Tran (firstname.lastname@example.org)
People come and people go
Children laugh before they grow.
Hurried lives so eager to show
What of them the world needs to know.
Fools, you are, who think you know
How the world comes and go.
One day Regret will say, hello,
Remember when time was slow?
Note from the poet:
It’s sad how innocence in children goes away so quickly, and the drone of everyday work and life sets in. Wake up, eat, go to work, go home, eat, sleep… If only we all could break out of this shell and experience the only life we’ll ever have.