Moments
I wish some moments would stay forever and I can forever hold on to them, but I instinctively give up the endeavor, for other moments must one day stem. Never can I forget such moments, so filled with ataraxy they were, though they may seem immoment, for me they mean the world. I hope to carry these with me till I die, though many are yet to come. Wondrous how they all shine in the night sky, the afterglow blinding the sun. Such moments make me wonder if I truly deserve this jolliment, ah! flies the Dove yonder, and thus these moments lightly increment.