It slips past without a whisper
Each moment a moment gone
Memories, memories fade
In the twilight
A light may flicker
But in the blink of an eye
You will be gone
And time will slip past
to find another
I think this is from around 2010
Frank has stated taking photos of the night sky, here are a couple of examples.
It is also Frank’s birthday today. I don’t normally bother with birthday’s but we are living in strange times. So, I sent him Gary’s Blue Birthday (I hope you don’t mind Gary).