WALTZING WITH TIME
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In the grand ballroom of existence,
we sway to time's gentle cadence,
each step a moment, a fleeting chance,
to embrace life's ephemeral dance.
With every graceful turn and twist,
we're swept away in its mystic tryst,
in moments tender, love may find,
or sorrow's touch may leave us blind.
Oh, how the hours, they swiftly glide,
as we waltz with fate, side by side,
in the tender gaze of cherished eyes,
or the bittersweet taste of long goodbyes.
Yet, let us cherish each sweet refrain,
for time's melody, it will not wane,
in memories woven, heart to heart,
we're bound by time's exquisite art.
And though the music may soon subside,
and darkness falls with eventide,
the dance endures in spirit's rhyme,
in the echoes of our fleeting time.
Copyright ©
Sara Etgen-Baker
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