Make The Most Of Time Poem by Arti Chopra

isnt it ironical,
that those who we love the most,
are the recipients of our impatience and rage,
those who we hardly know at all,
we are to them most charming and sage,
we show a perfect facade to people who matter not
we can apologise to complete strangers,
but with our loved ones remain grouchy and hot,
we snap often at our spouses and shout at our kids,
sometimes behave like boiling cauldrons without lids,
yes, sometimes we are maybe at the end of our tether,
nobody knows how much time we all have together,
when any of us will leave this world, knowbody knows,
so lets celebrate the highs of life, and conquer the lows
tough times need love and patience to get past,
keep your courage and faith high,
for tough times dont last,
negativity breeds resentment,
which causes further strife
positivity conquers all
and makes beautiful this life,
we have one life, so live it,
to the fullest and well
be remembered for speech
that was sweetest,
and laughter
that rang like a bell