What It Means To Live Poem by Atara Gedalowitz

What It Means To Live

Rating: 5.0


How could I really know what it means to be alive
I am just barely not a child
Have I really learned to strive
My life's been rather mild

I tried to find what was correct
Some answers can not be told
But must be given in affect
Through a showing that's quite old

Compare and stretch, what you've got
Then grapple to understand
What bits of truth you spot
But can't grasp within your hand

You blink confused and sigh
At the shadows that do shade
Your searching wandering eye
You tramp on, hoping they'll fade

But suddenly you see
You hold amazing power,
You can uplift the world
If you don't curl up and cower

This it what it means to live
To see the right and wrong
To fall, stand up, and learn to give
To find where you belong

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Gedalowitz 16 January 2008

Wow, Atara. What a Powerful Poem. Love, Uncle Dovid

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Arlene Gedalowitz 16 January 2008

Beautiful. So proud of you! Love, Mom and Dad

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