Simple To Me

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Oh my!
How time does fly!
Or does it just slip away?

Held in your heart or in your hand
Such simple things become treasure
How will you know?
To hold them when you find them
What scale with which to measure?

For instance this,
in case you miss
Today has no history
Time you see,
is a mystery
You think…?
This cannot be.

February second,
in the year two thousand two.
Has very little significance.
We know this to be true.
But think of it as simple math.
Its’ meaning becomes new.
Now when you look at it you will see,
oh2-oh2-oh2.

February 2, 2002

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