The first moment always to pause
The pause secures the memory
The memories build over time
The snippets of joy,
The trials of pain,
The hopes for the future.
Time is our constant,
But never our ally
Time is always racing forward
Slipping through our grasp before we know it
When the time comes to say goodbye,
Who will know the words to say
When the time comes to say goodbye,
What will we remember the most
When the time comes to say goodbye,
When will we know how to go on
When the time comes to say goodbye,
How will we be able to let go
When the time comes to say goodbye,
Why does the end take us by surprise
