At The End Of The Day. Poem by Shelley L Baxter

At The End Of The Day.



I think Some things are too beautiful to understand...

and some things are not meant to be understood...

one must Maybe? ...Give up trying to receive answers and just accept those feelings as fact.

The Joy, Love, pain, confusion... and whatever other emotions...

and just know that that is how it is...and that those feelings might never change...

but we should just be happy we Had or Have them...

and we should just KNOW that this life is not a rehearsal...

and Live knowing our time here is short.

We should also realize that if we feel strongly about something...

perhaps even strongly about someone...

that we should never be afraid to share it, to feel it...

again Life is Short.

If we still have air in our lungs and we still inhabit this earth

Then I believe we still have a purpose to fulfill...

what do we want our future to look like? What don't we want?

At the end of the day...what do we want our present to be?

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