Time is like a river,
A flow but without end,
So fly with your dreams,
We are the soaring eagle.
Life is like a song,
A short and sweet journey,
Dancing from note to note,
Rising and falling but always moving.
Memories are the beacons,
Illuminating our paths,
The light of home always shine,
As the fire of the hearth always burn.
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Nice poem: uplifting and melodious verses with a good choice of the images. A 10