Friday, July 29, 2011

Another Poem

This one is kind of a downer. I was thinking about a friend who lost his young son a few years ago, and these words came out.
All life can be lost
In a flash,
In a heartbeat
Right before your eyes.

But if we dwell on the possibility,
The probability,
The certainty. . .
Then living is lost.

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