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Moonshadows How quickly do the hours add up to days, The days to weeks, the weeks to months and years! Soon old Time in the old time-honored ways Has made mere memories of joys and tears. There was a time, my love, when each fleet minute Was greeted as a new log for Life's fire; And each new day with all Love's promise in it Dawned on the journey toward our hearts' desire. And I remember evenings around sunset, We two would walk until the summer stars Were spinning overhead, before the onset Of troubles and the wounds that left our scars. And, hand in hand, moonshadows on the grass, We walked in love we swore would never pass.