Copyright ©1996 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
All rights reserved
Life is like
the waters of the river,
and we,
ducks between its banks,
The river forever flows,
Its waters,
always coming,
always going,
always here and now
for an instant,
and then they're gone.
At best we should enjoy
that which is,
here and now.
Treasure the memories,
dream of what will come,
but live the moment we must.