Pause for the moments
The day is gone
Life journeys on
Ascend the hill
Looking back
Feet no longer touch the ground

Growing old together
Fond dreams and memories
Time spent apart
Sweet memories of the heart

Renew those moments
Caress the past
Life’s moments
Life doesn’t last

The day is gone
Sweetness to sorrow
Never to meet
Never to borrow

Fallen asleep soft
Moments to keep
Where do they lie?
No time to cry
No time to weep
No time to say goodbye
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Mezzo Cammin

“Though halfway up the hill I see the past lying beneath me with sounds and sights,
a city in the twilight dim and vast,
with smoking roofs ,soft bells and gleaming lights
and hear above me on the autumnal blast
the cataract of Death far thundering from the heights,”

Longfellow