Now is all anybody has.
Each moment changes irreversibly,
Leaving us with: “What’s meant to be”.
Time can’t stop nor be rewound.
There are no retakes to be had
The end result: someday…sad.
Now is all that we have.
There is spirit and life that dies,
Leaving us with too many goodbyes.
K. Aldaya, 6/18/03
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