The soft patter of tiny feet against the once warm wooden floor <br />now cold, all love begotten and estranged <br />the soft echo of laughter <br />through these now empty, gray halls <br />reminds me of the times past and gone <br />of love found then lost <br />where has time gone? <br />the light has gone with it <br />only memories of brighter times linger <br />where is the sweet grass we played in? <br />now brown and shriveled <br />where is the maple tree with the old tire swinging peacefully? <br />where is the creek with shining trout swimming against the current? <br />where are the family dinners, with home cooked meals steaming and ready to be eaten? <br />where has time gone?<br /><br />Ivory Snow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/where-has-time-gone-2/
