Each Moment

Tying  shoelaces,

Bending down

My knee hurt. 

A little dart of pain

And suddenly 

Past memories.

Those already gone.

A reminder,

I smiled within

How precious each moment

Every breath of life 

Each painful step

And I rise up 

As on eagles wings

To lofty mansions 

Beyond the dream 

To that city paved with gold 

and quiet peace. 

Eugene 30/08/2021



  • Goldfinch60

    So true Eugene, every moment in our life is so precious, enjoy them all.


    • Eugene

      Thank you Andy. Precious is the word.

    • yellowrose

      Great poem . The past can hurt so much , but we can rise up .., or hopefully can . I really like how you mentioned the eagles wings and the city paved with gold .

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