A moment is born
on the wings of the wind;
a gift of the ages,
never to be wasted.
The moments of our lives...
a baby's first breath,
two lovers passionate kiss,
a long tearful goodbye,
the last gasp of air...
enter and exit through
laughter, love, and sorrow;
all of our moments make a life...
a journey carried on by
those wonderful wings.
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