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Pickabar 31st Anniversary

Oh, the passage of time!
How briefly each song is sung,
The days are so much shorter now
than they were when I was young.

I dimly remember burning embers
on dark clouds smokily hung,
The beautiful sunsets I used to ponder
are now three quick blushes of the sun.

The days are so much shorter now
than they were when I was young.
at least the passages are wider
and I’ve found new paths on which to run.