A moment, a second of time
Measured by a blink of an eye;
A sip of ones favorite wine;
A glance at a spring morning sky;
A whiff of fragrant wildflowers;
A quick nod of recognition;
Throwing a kiss to a lover;
A split second premonition;
Imagine... if a moment grants
These many memorable things
Envision life’s multiplicand
Its myriad joys that it brings.
It begs us to live the moment
Each and every second well spent.
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thanks for sharing with Surreal Circus
I thought I'd take a few of these "moments" to thank you for your kind comment.
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