In The Moment Be (Au Courant)
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Smoky Hoss
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Who this very day can hold,
and keep from getting old?
The beauty of memories are born in grace,
of time and place,
of discovery, wonder and play;
enjoy the moment where you stand,
while you can...
for far too soon, all becomes
merely a passing day -
Life so oft seems in a rush,
bound for the grave in it's eternal hush.
Only here, in the now, are we feeble beings
given to laugh, dance and sing,
and leave upon the world
our little gift of joy;
as briefly along life's road we pass,
and oh so fast,
may it more than any thing be
love that we, always employ -
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