We are all paper boats.
On Time’s River, we float.
As each second ticks away,
Nothing in permanence can stay.
Seasons change and also hearts.
Endings lead to new starts.
These moments are like gossamer –
Here now, then gone forever.
Permanent Impermanence
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wordsofhope 
waqt waqt ki baat hai
That’s so true papa
Superb thoughts.
Raj
Thank you so much