John Duff - Times

</>He stood staring with a tear in his eye and thinking of those good times that have long gone by.
When the leaves swayed in the trees in time to the music of the wind and how he was at peace but still very shy.
But alas today is today.
Tomorrow is yet to come.
But yesterday has already gone.

John Duff

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