Gift Poem by Michael B. Ventura

Gift



I regard life as a chance,
A chance to prove i'm worth it.
I do not live trying to discover my purpose,
'Cause I may have wasted my time in doing so,
Believing that my current post may not be my purpose.

I live my life doing everything with passion,
Living a worthy life could be best done in doing things with all my hearth,
Be that be planting a tree or drawing a rift.
Because life is not only a chance...
But also a GIFT.

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written while doing the section of a steel trap door
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Michael B. Ventura

Michael B. Ventura

Tuguegarao City, Philippines
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