Few Things Last Forever
Few Things Last Forever.
Tomorrow may soon arrive,
Just as today no longer thrives.
In this hustle and bustle of life,
There's an ever-hanging knife.
On well remembered goals and possibilities,
And on long forgotten dreams and memories.
I may breath more breaths,
But I will, as all do, have a death.
There is pain and sorrow sometimes present,
Just as joy and hope are frequently heaven sent.
Few things last forever.
The ones that do, I must treasure.
In this life, its hard to keep it all together,
Especially without the few things that last forever.
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