Hold On Tight.

I wish someone had warned me

When I was but a girl

To hold on tight

To everything precious because

It’s going to be one hell of a ride.

You just don’t know

When something you love

Will be taken away so

Hold on tight.

I wish they would have warned me

How memories are fleeting.

I used to think

My mind was like a steel box.

Once something was committed

To my memory

It would be safe forever.

Maybe someone told me

And I just forgot

That memories are fleeting.

I wish I’d kept notes

Of all the precious moments,

People, events, successes, feelings.

I wish I would have listened

When I heard them say

Don’t hold onto anger, hurt or fear.

Time keeps moving on and

Those are moments that you’ll never get back.

Let that shit go.

Life is too precious.

So hold on tight.

It’s going to be one hell of a ride.

Love, faith, and confidence

Will help you sail

Over any bumps in the road.

This too shall pass.

Take notes.

Take pictures.

Hold on tight

To all that is precious

Because memories are fleeting.

This poem was originally published on Medium.

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