Eternal Memories

Time is but a moment;
a blink of one's eye
a vanishing instant,
some wish they could buy.

A blink holds a memory;
one of joy, sadness, or fear
producing a meaningful memory,
one concealed in a tear.

Thoughts, feelings, treasures;
an eternity in time
one of very precious memories,
those of yours and of mine.

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