Now is all anybody has.

Each moment changes irreversibly,

Leaving us with:  “What’s meant to be”.

Time can’t stop nor be rewound.

There are no retakes to be had

The end result: someday…sad.

Now is all that we have.

There is spirit and life that dies,

Leaving us with too many goodbyes.

K. Aldaya, 6/18/03

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