AS DUST IN THE WIND

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(Oh, to hold the moments so precious and rare, just once more, that brought forth the smile to my face and Joy to my Heart.  The pages of our memories fray with Time -- and turn to Dust in the Wind.  dht-22 OCT 2011)

Life is --

so fragile – so brief – so fleeting.

With the first breath at birth --

the Journey begins.

Each day that passes –

brings the last day nearer.

The moments between the first and last –

are As Dust in the Wind.

[Dorothy Hazel Tarr - 2011]