Carpe Diem
Living is a treasured journey,
Not a trophy chasing tourney.
Yet many tend to rush its flow,
Smelling the roses on the go.
Tomorrow shall not seize the day;
Surely the power of Now may.
Love life as is! The lower pace,
The slower to the resting place!
December 29, 2019
Copyright © Margarita Lillico | Year Posted 2019
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