We know each moment won’t last forever
Everything is fleeting
And that’s what makes it beautiful
And difficult
When we can’t hold what’s dear to us
The emptiness is endless, bottomless
What is gone we wish
Would come back
Even as a blur, a shadow
A hint of what was
Or could have been
That single chance lost.
An excellent pairing of a photograph and verse, each bringing the other to life. Thank you for sharing.🌞
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Thank you, Mr. Mel.
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I echo Mr. Mel. Wonderful passing moment.
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Thank you!
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Love it!
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Thanks, Anne! 🙂
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