Years

Ok, so I wrote a poem and I was gonna post. I can't seem to find it now.

So - I thought we could do the whole word poem thing. You give me a word and I write a poem. Then I leave a word and the next person in line makes a poem about that word and so on and so on and so on...get it?

Um, yeah. So I shall grab a book here off the shelf and randomly point to a word on a randomly chosen page.

*closes eyes and walks over to shelf*

*hits knee on table*

*%#^&!! Opps, sorry. Maybe I should make my way over to the shelf before I close my eyes.

*closes eyes and grabs book* Hmm...Soul Rider book five by Jack L. Chalker, interesting choice.

p.182 - I pointed at the word years. So without further ado a poem for you.

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Humbug to you, it's off the cuff. =P
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Years


Years go by,
sailing on time.
Passing on a gust,
carried away.
Watch out the window.
See for yourself.
Gone by,
sailing on time.

Sylvin
There is only one requirement,
You have to be here until the end.
Along the way do what you will,
Be who you are,
Or not.
In the end it doesn't matter,
All that mattered was that you were here at all,
That was the only requirement.