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Precious Moments

From our first breath, we cry Alerting others to new life. Time passes and growth occurs. With growth comes change, but Change has many meanings; Each one different person to person. Memories are created regardless if Happiness or sadness is what created Them; they are precious moments That sprout a new bud yet to bloom In the sunlight of a new day. Days pass and each have precious Moments for they remain until we Take our last breath to be replaced By another new life yet to sprout and bloom.

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Date: 5/19/2025 7:19:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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