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Dylen Dixon Dec 2024
A tiny spark, a flicker bright,
Begins to glow with gentle light.
A breath is drawn, a cry rings out,
A brand new life, there is no doubt.

First steps are wobbly, small and slow,
The seeds of wonder start to grow.
With wide-eyed gaze, the world's embraced,
A joyful smile on a sweet face.

The sun climbs high, a golden ray,
We run and laugh and sing and play.
We chase the dreams that fill our heads,
With rose-hued hopes in flowerbeds.

The days rush by, a fleeting stream,
Lost in a happy, sunlit dream.
We build our castles, strong and tall,
And never think they'll fade or fall.

But shadows lengthen, dusk draws near,
A whisper soft, a rising fear.
The vibrant hues begin to fade,
A somber tune, a serenade.

The body weakens, starts to bend,
We see the journey's nearing end.
The mirror shows a silvered crown,
A weary sigh, a letting down.

The memories flicker, dim and low,
Of faces loved, from long ago.
We grasp at moments, sweet and dear,
And shed a silent, falling tear.

The breath grows faint, the light grows dim,
We hear a distant, fading hymn.
The world recedes, a distant shore,
We close our eyes and dream no more.

Like petals falling from a bloom,
We're swallowed by the silent tomb.
A fleeting dance, a whispered word,
A life that's lived, then briefly heard.

So cherish every passing day,
Before it softly slips away.
For life's a gift, so frail and free,
A blink of time, for you and me.
Dylen Dixon Dec 2024
In shadows deep, where whispers tread,
A journey winds, where dreams have fled.
Through valleys low and mountains high,
We search for answers in the sky.

Each tear that falls like rain-laden grace,
Reflects the fears we dare not face.
Yet in this storm, a lesson clear—
Sometimes the path is to persevere.

With every heartbeat, echoes speak,
Of friends we've lost and those who seek.
In moments dark where hatred stirs,
Act of kindness often blurs.

The weight of sorrow can bend the spine,
Yet strength emerges when hearts align.
In every struggle life bestows,
Resilience blooms where compassion grows.

For beneath the clouds that drape our days,
Are rays of hope that pierce the haze.
Memories linger like ghosts so dear,
They teach us what it means to fear.

There’s beauty found in life’s cruel twist,
An appreciation for moments missed.
Each disappointment builds our tale,
A chance to rise each time we fail.

Independence calls amidst despair,
And darkness fades with the light we share.
New beginnings arise from ashes old—
Life's lessons wrapped in stories told.

With courage stitched into our seams,
We navigate through shattered dreams.
Out of confusion springs clarity bright—
As stars emerge from the cloak of night.

So let it be—the winds may howl,
Let kindness echo; hear the growl
Of uncertainty worn on tired sleeves—
In every breath lies what we believe.

Though health may falter and spirits ache,
Hope remains steadfast; it won’t break.
Together we stand through all adversity—
For in shared burden lies unity’s key.

Embrace each moment with utmost grace;
Navigating life's ever-changing face;
For every loss brings forth a seed—
Of friendship sown in wondrous deed.

So here we sit beneath the trees’ sway—
Through laughter and pain along our stay;
In gratitude find solace in lack—
Let it be our anthem as we backtrack.

Like rivers winding toward distant seas—
Every heartbreak becomes a breeze;
An inspiration drawn from what's done—
We learn to let go while seeking the sun.

Let it be—a mantra soft yet strong;
In life’s grand symphony—a poignant song;
So when you stumble or feel undone—
Embrace what is and know you're not alone.
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