Dusk comes, wind in hand
Its not easy handling two handfuls of sand,
one moment, you're busy filling up an empty flask with it
the next moment, you realize your other hand is empty.
For you have forgotten about it, while being busy going about your daily business..
meanwhile, the sand slowly seeps out of your grasp,
slowly.. blown away
gone.
By time you realize it,
there's ntg left to grasp.
Will you even remember that you were once holding onto something?
Some don't..
Thats how life ticks,
and our loved ones, our parents..
can easily begone like sand in a dune,
once taken by the wind, can never be found anymore if we don't treasure what we have now.
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Grow up.
No one, lives forever.
Till then,
