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.