Every Year

October 19, 2011
As time tingles at your finger tips
You take a breath and look around
You wish it could stay
Just like this
Then you blink
And time falls
Everything is a blur as you try to grasp the moments.
Time is a delicate spell
That is yet to be perfected
Hold on tight
Or it might all slip away
Enjoy every moment
Savor every memory
Because one day it won't be as easy
Don't underestimate
The Power of every year

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so_joy said...
Aug. 15, 2012 at 10:08 pm
Great! I really enjoyed reading this. Please read,rate, and comment on my poems! Thanks!
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