Before it's too late
Too often we don't realize
what we had until it's gone,
Too often we get so busy
we forget what we had all along.
These days we all seem scattered,
each walking separate roads,
Caught up in our own worries
and carrying heavy loads.
Somewhere along the way we drifted from family and old friends,
Missing the simple, precious moments that mattered most back then.
Back when time was given freely,
when a visit meant so much more,
When laughter filled the living room and no one rushed out the door.
Far too many times we let
unimportant things fill our minds,
And only later do we understand
what we left behind.
So be sure that you let people know how much they mean to you,
Take the time to share your heart
while you still have time to.
Be sure that you appreciate and cherish everything you have,
And be thankful for the little things
in life that hold meaning in your heart.
So make the call, go make the visit, don't wait for someday to start…It could be to late.
Make the time now because the greatest things we ever have
are the people in our heart.
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