I try to make the time stand still,
It cannot help but pass,
I want to keep this moment,
Is that much too much to ask?
This moment is a precious one,
But not for why you think,
This moment’s just a normal one,
It passes in a blink.
These normal times are special,
In their own un-special way,
But they pass too fast
And disappear
The fragments of the day.
I like the times I won’t recall,
When things are just okay,
I know I won’t remember
How I felt right now, today.
But now at last I feel content,
I’m happy with life’s lot.
But time won’t stop
And soon this now
Will fade,
Unloved,
Forgot.
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