Its true that we live once
Making every moment count until you're frail
Where you can no longer have pleasure
But left with memories to enjoy
Its true that we'll grow old
Time where nothing else matters
Save for a peaceful life and memories
Counting all the nice time we once shared
It's true that there are regrets
A period where you wish you had done certain things
But all that's left are wishes and pain
Counting the missed opportunities to have lived your best
It's true that nothing hurts more
When all the memories fade away
Left with nothing to keep the smiles on our faces
Except regrets with empty boxes of memories
I have already reached a certain age, but I am the youngest now, so I try to enjoy the present moment to the fullest.
You only live once, it's not too late!
It's very important to enjoy your youthful age. Make the most of everything
Poem of heartfelt images about memories and the life that is in them. Greetings, @dwixer.