<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=561321" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Life In Minutes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Opening the book I see my first <br>pictures of my life. Though I dont<br>remember I see the expression of<br>importance and happiness on my<br>parents face. I turn the page to<br>see myself crawling and attempting<br>to walk across the floor. There is<br>even one where I have fallen and <br>I can see the determination in my<br>eyes that Ill try again. Turning <br>the page I see some of my first <br>memories as I am running toward<br>my mom who has the camera in the<br>one of the pics. Another of my second<br>birthday with my smile and enjoyment<br>of the new toys that I most certainly<br>wanted. As I continue to turn the pages<br>and see my life unfold before my eyes as <br>if I was living each moment over<br>again. Finally we approach my high<br>school years where I see old friends<br>that have come and gone. The memories<br>of my first love as we embrace one<br>another in several pictures from<br>football games all the way to senior<br>prom and even graduation. I relive<br>our first kiss the school parking lot<br>after a football game to our last <br>kiss just a few years later where<br>our paths seperated. Now I point<br>and laugh at all the pictures of <br>birthdays and family events even fun<br>times with friends. Hard to believe<br>but my entire life that has taken me <br>years to live but only minutes to<br>relive it all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jacob+Adams">Jacob Adams</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=561321" data-title="Life In Minutes de Jacob Adams" data-description="Opening the book I see my first pictures of my life. Though I dont remember I see the expression of importance and happiness on my parents face. I turn the page to see myself crawling and attempting to walk across the floor. There is even one whe..."></div> </div> </div>

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