Could be memories of better days,
Or softening of blended ways,
Some wash them away…
But they come back to stay,
No escape from the sands of time,
Enjoy the moments yours and mine,
Only regret what you can not achieve,
As each day we breathe, and gently weave,
A lifetime of thoughts, smiles and hugs,
Until the gay takes us away, with love…
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