Fading Memories

Growth Comes to All,
As life Sprouts into Being,
Overcoming that first Wall,
Escaping our Shell is Freeing.

Life, Wonderful and New,
Colors unseen before, now are Beauty,
Life becomes the Morning Dew,
and to explore it is our Duty.

Grass under-toe,
that first moment bringing Pure Bliss,
like the Extreme Wonder at our First Snow,
causing us to reminisce.

Memory forever Enchanting,
Yet forever fading…

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