(Today, I wanted to compose a more serious poem, but, don’t worry, tomorrow, I plan to return to lighthearted stuff!)
LIFE’S STARK REALITY
When we were young,
We thought we’d live forever,
And until death’s bell has rung,
Most will dream on and never
Heed the signs that time
Is not on our side,
But our dreams, so sublime,
Will soon collide,
With life’s stark reality,
That we are here, then gone,
No immortal banality,
And all will die, alone, alone.
So true!
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Thank you for both your visit and your astute observation!
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Absolutely true!!
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Your comment is very much appreciated!
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Life is not a promise of tomorrow… To live each day as if it was our last is to appreciate the gifts around us and inside us. Thank you for being you. You are love ~*~
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Thank you so much! You are very kind!
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