Memories, <br />precious and yet so far <br />away as if they were dreams, <br />but still they seem so real. Every moment <br />is documented and recorded for a never ending <br />treasure box. <br /> We all anticipate that one day that we look <br />forward to but when it get's here it's gone in a blink <br />of an eye, and we wonder what happened to it. <br /> So this Christmas, make the moments longer. <br />Try to open your gifts one at a time and share the ex- <br />citement with the one opening their gift, so they can <br />share their joy. Time is of no importance when we're <br />with family. <br /> Make the most of this special day and every day <br />there after. For life itself is just a vessel, in <br />which to enhance the memories of those who pass <br />our way.<br /><br />Megan Loralee Seelye<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/precious-memories/
