"FOR THIS LIFE"
From a breath first taken, this Is my life,
What has been a gift has come with scars of sacrifice.
We have a life, our roads chosen take us In unknown
For this life we accept the mystery and wonder.
They live and breathe from here and there just the
Many to us are stranger's, walking with names.
For this life she smiles at the morning's light,
A tear In her heart but she does not cry.
He has many dreams to Imagine as hope still survives,
He moves with the wind, he feels Inside, for this life.
You are passion and energy combined,
In constant motion It Is you whom lives for this life.
Very nice poetry, indeed life is a precious gift!
Thanks so much for reading.
On Tue, Feb 22, 2022 at 11:55 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote: