100 MPH

100 MPH

“Appreciate what you have

before it turns into what you had” – anonymous

 

The evanescence of a moment

Travels 100 miles her hour.

It tries to clench onto life,

Bobbing and weaving through obstacles,

Twisting and turning around corners.

Until it slips through your grasp

Like water cascading through your fingers.

It’s too late to slam the breaks,

Too late to savor what once was.

The flames grow, the smoke thickens,

Blurring your view of such a beautiful sight

Until all you have left

Is an angelic glimpse

Of a perishable gift from God.

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