The Days Fly By

The days fly by like a fast moving train,

each day a familiar pattern in my brain.

The days fly by like a TV ad,

Only yesterday I was little boy, once a young man, now a tired old dad.

The days fly by like a good night sleep,

In this short life, lot's of stuff, but nothing to keep.

Thank God for the living waters of life,

won for me through Jesus' strife.

I rest.