Like october sunsets, like december nights.
Like sitting at campfires with you by my side.

These moments I cherish, for time moves to fast.
Locked away in my heart so they may last.

For when my time comes, on that fateful day.
I'll think of your smile and the words you would say.

Take the ones that you love and keep them close.
Make sure they know you love them the most.
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