Post date: Apr 13, 2015 6:44:45 PM
As time passes,
One can glimpse,
To what lies ahead,
But one will not know
What’s to follow?
Life is a journey; an adventure,
For as time passes,
One will travel many roads.
Life may seem so short,
But what does this truly mean?
Now time passes,
And I return all that life has given me.
For all has been accomplished,
And things are to be passed on.
As time passes,
Life is as long as it may seem,
It's all but a dream,
and in the end,
As time passes,
we can finally be free.
written by Philip Leroy in 1996 in honor of his grandmother Louise H. Leroy
reprise in 2015 to honor to passing souls, Dess Oliver and Wanda Hatcher