Time keeps on ticking, ticking, ticking…
My pill minder boxes are empty.
Time to take out the trash, again.
Now you are taller than me.
I never go to the
children’s books section.
Not realizing,
cherishing,
the last
times-
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You cultivate a tangible feeling of urgency here, remembering past memories you didn’t savor, times you cannot revisit. The conclusion is haunting, especially with that indefinite dash. Well done.