I Saw It All In That Moment
I saw it all in that moment.
My life as a winding road:
Hairs grey;
Smiles crease;
Friends who came;
Friends who went;
And you.
A symphony of bird song;
A hell of sleepless nights;
The laughter of my children;
Goodbyes I’ll dread forever;
And love.
Do stories die when they’re told?
Does a life lived live on?
I see the horizon.
I feel my scars.
Though less than yesterday, perhaps.
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