A life is merely moments
Interconnected
Like
the links of a chain
Just
moments
Some
fleeting
Some
lingering
Sometimes
singular
Sometimes
strung together
One
upon another
To
make experiences
In
turn making a life whole
Life
consists only of moments
Moments
that comfort
Moments
that elate
Moments
of sadness
Moments
of joy
Moments
of pain
Moments
of ecstasy
Moments
to cherish
Some
moments are finite
Others
radiate through a life
Like
ripples on a pond
Left
by a rising fish
Others
remain rooted in the past
Becoming
distant memories
Yet
some are perfect moments
And
are easily recalled
In
perfect clarity
You
are my most precious moments
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