You were born into this world;
Just a fragment in time.
You rely on others to nurture you;
Just a fragment in time.
Soon you are walking;
Just a fragment in time.
You toddle and explore this great world;
Just a fragment in time.
Every day is a learning experience;
Just a fragment in time.
Some of life's lessons are joyful and happy;
Bringing a smile to your face.
Some of life's lessons are filled with sorrow and pain;
Rocking your world and changing your perspective.
No matter what life throws at you;
The decisions you choose to make;
We are all just a fragment in time:
How will you choose to spend yours?!
Stacey L Morgan
06-30-2020
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Stacey Morgan
54 year old divorcee just trying to find my path in life. I love dogs, muscle cars, Harleys and the mountains.
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