Make the best of life,
'Cause it goes so fast.
It speeds on past.
Treasure your memories,
And the ones you hold dear,
So always keep them near.
Because someday they'll be gone,
The ones you loved so much,
Keep their memories in your clutch.
Remember the sound of your mother's voice,
Remember the taste of your gram's pie,
And remember the love that will never die.
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Those little things, Which raise a smile. A cheeky wink, Is so worthwhile. To breathe so deep, Your lungs expand. Enjoy the calm, This peaceful land. The simple things, Which life can send.
I'm sitting here by the kitchen table typing words to the sound of a TV from another room. In front of the TV is the woman I love, laying, half asleep.
I turned on the evening news. Saw a old man being interviewed. Turning a hundred and two today. Asked him what's the secret to life. He looked up from his old pipe.
These four walls have seen it all Heard the laughs and felt the tears. Watched our love's winding path Protected family through the years.
A coolness to the air, A stiffness to the breeze, A host of thoughts and spiderwebs, Of childhood memories.
Today, I thought about my Grandad. How he would probably be proud of me now. After all of these years. Finally. A real man.
Why is our life measured in time. Why can't it be measured in memories. Like that memory when you baby brother had his first lime.
When my heart beats its last and my lungs refuse to work, I'll remember... I'll remember it all, the rise and fall.
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