01/03/2026
Life is fragile, soft and brief,
a passing joy, a passing grief.
We hurry through our precious days,
lost in a thousand noisy ways.
We worry over little things,
over words and what they bring.
We spend our strength on what won’t last,
and let the real moments slip too fast.
Yet gently, from the world above,
our Angels and our ones we love
send quiet nudges to our heart,
reminding us what matters most from the start.
“Don’t sweat the small stuff,” they softly say.
“Don’t let it steal your peace away.
Choose the life you long to live.
Love deeply. Forgive. Just give.
Sit with the people who mean the most.
Treasure each hug, each laugh, each toast.
Let yourself smile for no grand reason.
Every day is a changing season.”
This journey here is not that long.
It feels so wide, yet passes strong.
One day we all will make our way
back home to heaven, come what may.
And when we look at the life we’ve led,
at every word we’ve done and said,
may we feel calm and quietly free,
knowing we lived as we wished to be.
That we chose love over pride,
that we let the small things slide.
That we laughed, we felt, we truly lived,
and gave this world the best we could give.
Asha 🥰💕 ###xx