C'est La Vie Poem by Bryan Taplits

C'est La Vie

The road of life's a mystery
Which many callow youth don‘t deserve,
Each saunters onto the path he chooses-
But stumbles when the road, it swerves.
He wonders at his bad luck
And doesn't closely clutch the good,
Remembering every sorrow
And regretting days he didn't-
"But damn, I could. I should! "
Things he now recalls
Wilt him-and
Overwhelmingly are still rife,
But the birth of his first child-
Remember too:
This is also life.

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