Has it really been So long? So short? Where has all our time fled to? The time ahead seems still So long. So short. And full of never ending changes. The far reaching past begins to fade So long. So short. Quiet and dim, as memories claim it. The raging mind, the emotive heart So long. So short. Expectations, losing time, all the friends and fun- all of it. And it really is about to end So long. So short. Just as quickly as it began, soon we will part from friends. Hold tight to those memories So long. So short. They can send you soaring back. Do not forget that which has been So long. So short. But keep your eyes trained ahead. Why does it all have to be, to seem So long? So short? That this time is prepared to stop, to die, to end, even as it did begin? And so like a game it seems So long. So short. A game without a winner, and with compulsory attendance. Has it really been So long? So short? It has really, truly, been- and a new turn in the game begins.
