Life is just a handful of days,
quietly slipping through our hands.
What we delay today may never return,
what we choose now becomes who we are.
quietly slipping through our hands.
What we delay today may never return,
what we choose now becomes who we are.
So take a step that leaves light behind,
a word that heals, a hand that lifts.
Do something good while time still listens
for meaning is made, not found.
Live gently, live boldly, live true;
these few days are all we’re given
use them well,
and let life remember you kindly.
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