A picture perfect moment
On a perfect Autumn night
It is nothing but illusion
Whims of fancy taken flight
Reality is different
It is often cold and cruel
It will leave you feeling broken
Leave you looking much the fool
I once swallowed these illusions
Now I’m wiser and I know
That the world will always stifle
Anything that tries to grow
If you’ve ever lived this moment
Then I bid you hold it tight
For this life is fairly fleeting
Gone like whispers in the night
And if you’ve never known it
Then I bid you welcome to
For most will never feel it
‘Fore their time amongst is through
©The Beginning At Last
In recognition of those who have never known love or have given up on it, and of those who fight the constant struggle to find meaning in this world. While we may think the number is small, I posit that it may be much higher than we even dare suspect.
For some, hope and love are merely an illusion.
If they are your reality, you would be wise to cherish it and be grateful.
Stay well, friends.
The Beginning At Last 
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