Moments
| Life is but a string of moments, |
| Fleetingly they pass us by, |
| Happy moments, sunny moments, |
| Moments when we want to cry. |
| We fear moments of contrition, |
| Long for moments filled with joys, |
| We shun darkness fear and trouble, |
| Treat our days like children's toys. |
| Once we've used them we discard them, |
| To be stored on memories shelf, |
| Take them out and look them over, |
| Get a glimpse of your true self. |
By Dorice Hannan
With thanks to her daughter, Tina
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