This Life Poem by Paul Reed
This Life
This life which has been given me
From the first day to the last
Will just be a page in history
When my time has passed;
But the beauty of each morning sky
Each flower and each tree
Each bird that learnt to fly
Has meant something to me;
And I was glad to be here for a while
To see and taste, to rise and fall
And finally, I have a little smile
That I was here at all.
We get one life as they say, we have to make the most of every minute of every day, we will have a lot of ups and downs but as long as we can make sure we have more ups we should have a pretty good life to put down in history. A great poem.
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4/29/2024 6:59:40 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Body has a soul and it is known as life. This life is transitory. In life time we have to enjoy pleasure and grief. We enjoy the beauty of nature. having this theme you have inscribed this a beautiful poem.. Thank you dear Reed, full vote.10