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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365964" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Passing</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365964" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The change, it comes so slowly<br>Like the winter of our lives, <br>It encroaches while we're playing, <br>While we're laughing with our wives, <br>As the children wave goodbye<br>The first brief chill will still the air, <br>And that silence settles on us<br>As they turn, and close the door.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365964" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Then we stare long at each other<br>But we find no words to say, <br>You have been the faithful mother<br>That I married, back some way, <br>But I see your smile has faded<br>With the passing of the years, <br>And you turn your face away so I<br>Won't see that trace of tears.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365964" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Are you thinking of that moment<br>When you held that new born child, <br>Of the joy of those first steps, or of<br>The day your baby smiled? <br>And the schooling and the learning<br>And the knees they brought home skinned, <br>Or the pride you took each time you watched<br>That graduation film.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365964" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">While I find my own thoughts turning<br>To those days before we wed, <br>To your awesome, breathless beauty<br>As you passed, and turned my head, <br>Of that first-time kiss I savoured<br>Out beneath the apple tree, <br>When I took you to my heart, and you<br>First said you wanted me.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365964" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Now we're grey, and more like shadows<br>Since the lust in us has died, <br>And we rarely touch each other<br>Since we turned to ash inside, <br>For the years of work and struggle<br>Took their toll on you and I, <br>And I hear you every evening as<br>You go outside to cry.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365964" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">All those dreams that ended shattered, <br>All those hopes that turned to tears, <br>Here we sit, both disillusioned<br>With the tolling of the years, <br>And we pass our friends unseeing<br>As we wander in the street, <br>We are ghosts, a long time passing<br>Now our story is complete.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365964" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We are like the leaves of autumn<br>That have fallen from the trees, <br>Blowing through our days unspoken<br>With each passing, gentle breeze, <br>We will fade and be forgotten<br>In the long term way of things, <br>But we'll cling in desperation for <br>What each last moment brings.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365964" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">25 November 2012</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a></strong></div>