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Jun 21
I seldom rarely treasure
just a moments pleasure.
But what we have right here,
In an instant could disappear.

I've come to really appreciate,
special times one can't recreate.
All the firsts that we go through,
can never be restored to new.

A sweet and innocent first kiss.
First steps your baby don't miss.
Those first words baby spoken.
First love, a tender heart open.

I don't want to jump ahead!
I want to stay here instead.
I know soon it will all be gone.
A moment does not last for long.

Moments become memories.
Never to be as keen as discoveries!
They're all that's left of what we had.
Kind of makes one feel sad.

So please do me this favor.
Take a moment; let us savor.
Let not us rush it past!
By God it goes much too fast!
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
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     DENNY R ALLISON and izzn
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