The Memories That One Reaches
By sidewinder
The memories that one reaches from moment to moment held only... by the shining of the sun, Those gentle tears that have been cried, The laughter heard from a joke or two, The smile given or received from a stranger never known, The innocence met by a child, The warm handshake felt by old reunions, God... life is good! Look what we've missed just by not seeing those times that passed us by and taking time to smell the roses along the way of life. Dec. 23, 2001 Written December 24th, 2001 © on May 31 2002 06:40 PM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 4
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