We had joy, we had fun
we had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time
Good times have a way of seeming fleeting, you finally catch a break from the hassles of everyday existence and get gifted with beautiful moments filled with fun.
With the sun on your face you enjoy these moments to the fullest, thinking they will never end. Well, maybe for some; their lives could be an endless vacation in perfection
But from my own personal experience good times are fleeting and trying hard to hold on to them will leave you empty handed.
So what do I do? I enjoy the good times, dance in the sun as long as it shines, so that when it goes, I can smile when I remember the old beautiful days no matter how fleeting; knowing that the sun will one day shine again