Passerby
If I travel to the seven wonders of the world, I can see them
but they are not mine to keep.
Enjoy each moment as it passes.
Be a Passerby.
If all my joy is in the prism of colors that dance in the light,
when darkness comes my joy is gone.
Enjoy each moment as it passes.
Be a Passerby.
If a rose dies when cut and a white hot coal burns when held,
then the pleasure is only fleeting.
Enjoy each moment as it passes.
Be a Passerby.
If you build your house on the bridge for the view,
you will never pass over.
Enjpoy every view as you pass.
Be a Passerby.
If all my Love depends on you,
when you leave my Love goes too.
Love each one as they pass.
Be a Passerby.
Copyright © Sharon Edwards | Year Posted 2015
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