Where did all the time go.
Seem to be change comes slow.
Aim at stars never touch.
Knowing you can’t expect much

Glows of a bitter past.
Memories never erase only mast
“Grass is greener on the other side”
Taking on personalities of a different mine

Personal reflection indefinite.
Swirls of dust and cloud, then left in it
Amerge a modified version of what use to be
Scoping the ever mass of thee