Moments
"I know they're only moments. But that's all life is. A bunch of moments. Most of them are lousy. But once in a while you steal a good one." --Molly, form the Mel Brooks film, Life Stinks.
"There are so many things you can't do, when you're dead." --Goddard, Mel Brooks, Life Stinks.
Moments. From the dwindling future they come,
And pass into the swindling past.
Moments become memories;
Memories then can become moments. Till, at last,
Life's moments reach the final sum--
And then there are no more of these.
Written by Michael LP, aka MLP
aka PoetWithCancer, aka PWC, aka Mr. Poet
Written on Saturday, December 4, 2010 2:07 pm
59 degrees F. 21% humidity. Forecast: overcast.
Copyright (C) 2011 by Michael L.P. All rights reserved
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