The World

Every day an open book New pages on which to write Round, round, and around it goes The days then wax into night Round, round, and around it goes The days then wax into night Every day an open book New pages on which to write Time moves on, the days pass by The days then turn into years Oceans ebb and oceans flow Mankind will shed many tears Oceans ebb and oceans flow Mankind will shed many tears Time moves on, the days pass by The days then turn into years All that is young soon grows old And all that is old will die Onwards and upwards reaching For that magnificent sky Onwards and upwards reaching For that magnificent sky All that is young soon grows old And all that is old will die All that is old will die ….. ©️25/6/2024. Valerie Dohren