Cherishing every moment,
As time rushes by,
We gather memories,
That make us laugh and cry.
The sun on our faces,
The wind in our hair,
We’re free from our worries,
In this moment we share.
The world is our playground,
Our hearts full of glee,
We’re living in the present,
And it’s where we want to be.
So let’s hold on tight,
To these moments we keep,
For they’re the ones we’ll treasure,
When we’re old and grey and weak.
© VishalDutia
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