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David Harris

(18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

We Must


We must enjoy
everyday we got
as death comes quickly
and we depart.
We must savour
every minute we have,
enjoy all the beauties
each second brings
before death
comes knocking on our door.

6 February 2008

Submitted: Friday, February 22, 2008

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  • JoAnn McGrath (2/24/2008 12:00:00 PM)

    We never know when our time will be up and our number is called....so make the most of what you have before you take the fall (Report) Reply

  • Jason Taylor (2/22/2008 9:22:00 AM)

    i like this small piece and its true it aint something i would write but it nice bit of poetry an 8 out of 10 from me (Report) Reply

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