Each day is a new beginning; we start with morning light
And travel through each second; becoming ever more bright
We carry into each minute, our beings ever dear
And enter into each hour with messages we can't hear
LIfe is but a journey; through which, time is slipping away
We enter into each moment with things we have to say
Moving within the spaces that make up our every day
We weave together the garments, life wears along the way
Sometimes in life things happen and we find we must let go
Of the familiar ways of doing things for ways we do not know
But in picking up the pieces that have fallen during change
We are able to sew together what life has for us in exchange
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