Precious Gift
Every day that we live is a precious gift
Memories, joys and sorrows make life's story
Live and love to the fullest
Once time is gone, we can't go back and redo
Can't change anthing anymore
Make each day a beautiful page
Write, reflect, appreciate and enjoy life
In the end, what's most precious is not
How long you lived, but how much we lived and loved.
Copyright © Hugo Sarvida Jr. | Year Posted 2025
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