In the flurry of distractions
we hurry on our way
Caught up in the rush of
obtaining… saying goodbye
Thinking that tomorrow will
bring a repeat of today
Not realizing that each moment
dims and fades to gray
There are exceptional treasures
that are passed by every day
Try something different on your
way… notice the splendid array
Store the treasures in your memory
Such resources have immense value
They cannot be taken by another...
Remembering each moment renews
2/21/2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem