Passing Of 2005 Poem by Charles Garcia

Two thousand Five on the way out
Never to return, except in reverie
And thought,
For some happiness and wealth.
Others their plight in poverty and
Strife,
and then some to lose
Someone dear to his or her life,
As the middle of the road no
Longer there,
The wealthy get wealthier
Do not share a dime,
Year’s flow swiftly, past seems to
Evaporate into ether, seasons
Blur and blend into one,
Never
Ending, for we can not buy
Expended time, can only
Remember the memories in our
Mind.

Charles Garcia
2005