Why does time pass by so quickly I blinked and lost the years Where did they go? I look into the mirror now Whose face is that I see Surely it's my mother because, I don't believe its me. My mind still wants to run and play My thoughts are that of a girl Why did life pass my by so fast? I watch my daughter (thirty now) How can that be? She's lovely and happy and full of life, But pretty soon she will be me. I still have many things to do And plenty of time to do them (if I hurry) Life has flown, But not passed me by, The next few years I will be wiser I'll soak up every moment, When I leave this earth, when my time is done I'll be ready (or will I?). If I die tomorrow, at least I have one book written. Click on the cover to read about me, or purchase my book.