Over And Over Poem by Patti Masterman

Over and over we say again
How short life is; we must remind ourselves
Not to waste a moment, and yet waste many;
Not to discount love, yet we lose it all too often.

We want to sample every candy, every liquor,
For fear when this life ends, we will have lived too simply.
We mistake diversity for fullness and completeness;
Complacency for contentment- and we take things for granted.

What don't we take for granted, given enough time, distance..
Instead of removing distance, we increase it unwittingly,
Until we are strangers to ourselves and everyone else.
Then we end up wondering what is wrong with them,
And why we have been misunderstood again?