Tides Of Time

The tides of time forever flow,

An endless march, they ebb and grow.

They shape the shores with ceaseless might,

And bring both darkness and daylight.

In youth, we ride the highest wave,

With boundless energy to save.

But as we age, the waters calm,

And memories become a balm.

Yet still the tides continue on,

A constant rhythm, never gone.

They teach us how to ebb and flow,

And help us learn to let things go.

So let us ride these tides with grace,

Embrace each moment, every place.

For in the end, when all is done,

We'll find our peace and be as one.

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