In the end, when all is said and done,
What remains when the race is run?
Echoes of laughter, tears once shed,
Memories woven in life's thread.
In the silence of the closing night,
Stars align, casting gentle light,
Reflecting on paths we've trod,
In the tapestry of the human facade.
In the end, where dreams take flight,
Where shadows fade into the night,
Love's embrace, a timeless friend,
Guides us gently to the end.
For in the stillness, we find release,
A tranquil calm, a sense of peace,
In the whispers of eternity's bend,
We find ourselves, in the end.
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Abbas
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A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of us… my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the day’s oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along — apace with a sloth — has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶7 days ago in Petlife
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Liked it Isra.