I was born, I was alive in a new world to me,
I thought that I had not much as I grew, I did not see.
Always asking why me or why don’t I have more,
I survived a terrible thing in this life, I am alive!
My life has been given to me, a gift extended beyond that day,
So much more than some as I believed I had nothing, ungrateful perhaps.
I missed the gift, It took many years and roads traveled to see,
So much has been given to me, I understand more as I have watched
Many times the sun rise and set, It is a gift to live and breathe.
Keith Garrett
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Thanks so much.
Your latter years shall be greater than your former years.
Sun rise, sun set, magick of creation..
Indeed we are a gift to this world. We are all here to fulfill our tasks. Spread the message of love and peace! Btw, thank you for liking my poem. God bless
Thanks for your thoughts