Like grains of sand slipping through my fingers
Moments come and go
Memories are all you have left
Imprints of reality left to hold.
Moments run into each other
Water flowing in a stream
Tendency is to let it pass
Never knowing what they mean.
But moments spent with you
These are most worthwhile
I learned to hold on
Not let it all pass me by.
If I could stop time
In these moments I hold dear
I'd be smart enough to cherish
Hold you, kiss you, keep you right here.
If I had to choose specific moments
I could treasure with gray hair
I'd take any spent with you
None can compare.
Moments come and go
Stop, rewind, play
Those spent with you I hold close to my heart
Until my dying day.
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