Prose 1 Poem by Susan Garfunkel

Prose 1



Life is what we make it so I hear.
It can be fulfilling or empty.
It's up to us to do what makes us happy; I'm passing that on to you.

We have a choice to do what we wish, how can you put a price on that. You sit there and look so down you do why? Look around you can't you see? You've got so much life to live- So live it as if its your last day.

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