Time Flees Us
Time sure passes by. My little sis is now so big. But I love her so much. Wasn’t it just the other day that she was born? Man, I’m must getting old šµ š.
“As for man, his days are like grass; he flourishes like a flower of the field; for the wind passes over it, and it is gone, and its place knows it no more.”Ā (Psalms 103:15-16)