Last Chance

In the twilight's gentle dance,

A whisper lingers, a fleeting glance.

Last chance, a waltz of fate,

A moment hanging, poised, and weight.

Time's embrace, a fleeting friend,

As shadows fall, where echoes blend.

Last chance, a subtle plea,

In the dance of possibility.

With courage worn, like armor bright,

Seize the moment, grasp the light.

Last chance, a symphony's refrain,

In the rhythm of joy, release the pain.

A canvas painted, strokes refined,

Last chance, a masterpiece designed.

In the tapestry of circumstance,

Find redemption, take the last chance.