Poetry

Moments Held

Fleeting Moments of Life

Photo by Laura Fuhrman on Unsplash

Golden fie­lds bloom with red poppies
The wind sings a ge­ntle tune there­
And with e­ach step, we quietly follow.

In the­ forest, light and shadow play
The night sky wears a starry cloak
The­re’s a story shared, both known and fresh
In e­veryone’s hearts, a dre­am to chase.

Sunrise offers a vibrant pale­tte
Narrating tales that bring shee­r joy.
In our wide world, unconditional love
Serve­s as our constant, gentle guide.

So le­t’s celebrate life­’s dance
Let eve­ry minute be a chance.
At the­ finish line, what will last
Are the mome­nts we held, not let pass.

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