17/06/2023
What if time were good, and never cruel?
If all the hours that tick away
Were filled with joy that never fades,
And every moment brought us closer
To what we longed for most?
What if death were just a myth,
A fairy tale, a distant dream?
If we could live forevermore,
Never fearing for our souls
Or those we love the most?
But alas, time is fickle,
And death is all too real.
We watch the hours slip away,
And mourn the ones who've gone before.
The questions haunt us endlessly,
As we ponder what might be.
What if there's meaning to it all,
Or if it's just the way things are?
What if we can find a way,
To make each moment count?
To cherish those we hold so dear,
And leave behind a lasting legacy?
For time may be fleeting,
And death may come too soon.
But we still have the power to choose,
How we spend the precious time we have.
So let us make the most of it,
And fill our lives with love and grace.
For in the end, it's not the length of days,
But how we lived and loved that truly counts.
©Ovcee