Golden Moments
Writers write, walkers walk,
Singers sing, talkers talk
Who are we to measure
The merits of mortals.
We wear these clothes,
Agree and disagree,
for awhile.
Our Journeys traveled
All the same
With tear or smile.
Gifts are given,
Gifts received,
In haste of youth
We are deceived.
Payments given,
Bargains sought
Or bought.
Dreams we live in,
Glimpsed
But never caught.
To every stage
A curtain comes,
To every age
Certain sums,
And in the end:
We were always
Someones golden moment.
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