Make Every Moment Count

Can’t control the winds, or when they shift,

Living on the edge of the blessed and the drift.

Time’s a thief, slipping silently through our hands,

Hold on tight, make it count, while we still can.

Every moment’s a gift, wrapped up in the now,

We chase our dreams, somehow, somehow.

Good ones gone too soon, leaves a rip in the soul,

Trying to stay strong, trying to be whole.

No warning signs, no final call,

Just shadows falling, after all.

Living every breath like it’s gold,

Hold on tight, never fold.

Why do all the good ones die?

Leaving us asking why.

We’re living on borrowed time,

Trying to make each moment shine.

Hold your loved ones close, cherish today,

Tomorrow’s a mystery, a price we pay.

With hope in our hearts, and dreams to chase,

We face the end with grace.

Make every second matter, never for granted,

Life’s a fleeting moment, so enchanted.

When it’s our turn to leave this world behind,

We’ll know we loved, we lived, and truly shined.