Once someone said so bold...
That everything with time gets old,
It caughts dust and breaks and vanishes,
And if left, then treated as blemishes

However, The truth gets stronger with time,
And the evidence is sun with it's shine.
In every dawn, hope's light begins to climb,
Some days we sway like a seesaw, other days we find peace of mind.

What we try to hold tightly,
It sooner or later slips lightly,
Though everything with time gets old,
But not the true love that someone holds.
© _V's_here