In the steady race of time's embrace,
Life unfolds, a rhythmic pace,
Through trials faced and dreams pursued,
In every step, a path renewed.
Through valleys low and mountains high,
Underneath the boundless sky,
A Hearts beat strong, in harmony,
With the universe's symphony.
In the quiet moments, whispers heard,
The Echoes of a song, a fleeting word,
A steady race, through joys and tears,
Marking the passage of the years.
With each sunrise, hope is found,
In every heartbeat, a resounding sound,
In the steady race of life's embrace,
We find our way, in endless grace.
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TURNING 70
Should I wake up breathing on August 24th, people who have known me since my youth will say that I beat the odds. No one-- and I do mean no one-- believed I would survive my 20s. My Mother used to say, whenever I called from a payphone in the middle of nowhere, "You're going to end up dead in a ditch!"
By Tina D'Angelo7 days ago in Humor
Comments (1)
It is so true. Liked it.