We all know, that life is too
short, but as for me, I don't
give it, a thought! There's lots
to do and I'll get it done, a little
at a time. I don't feel, the need
to rush, for to do so, would be a
crime! Everyday, is a new day,
to look forward too. If you put your
nose, to the grind stone, there's
wonderful things awaiting you!
Don't allow to be drawn in, with
macabre thoughts, down the line.
Drink in, everyday like wine for you,
the sun, is bound to shine! We can't
allow, ourselves to be fearful, of
something, we don't know. For no
one knows, but God, when it's our
turn, to go!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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