We are all floating in a boat on the river of time...
no motor
no sails
no rowing
for the river of time moves in one direction...
her current…ever-flowing.
There are times I’m thrilled she is moving
passing through the sun’s rays and the moon’s beams
for if her current ever stopped…
we’d have no memories…no dreams.
Still, there are times I wish she’d pause
days when love and tenderness seem stronger
moments of perfection…I wish would last a little longer.
That’s not how time works, however
she is an endless flowing stream.
which means it’s up to us to turn those moments of perfection into memories….
and our wishes into dreams.
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