Life is made of firsts and lasts.
Your first breath,
When your parents hold you close.
Your first steps,
When you can wander around alone.
Your first words,
When you repeat all that you're told.
And your first day
When you finally go to school.
The firsts soon end
Before you expect
And the lasts start creeping up.
Your last graduation
With your friends that hug you tight
And your last marriage,
When it finally feels right.
Your last steps
Before you can't get up.
And your last breath
When your parents aren't there to hug.
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