Ode to Life

January 5, 2013
A tiny baby cries its first hello
A mother holds it close as her own
Tears come through the night

A child smiles and waves goodbye
She is in heaven now

An old man lies in a hospital with everyone gathered
He says he is ready to die

Life is but a vapor
A flower petal easily broken
Life is a feeling we have
A legacy we leave behind to be followed
Life is when we here a baby cry
Life is when we stare into newborn eyes

Our lives don’t make us
We make our lives
It is when we stop living in life
And start living on life

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bigman said...
Jan. 9, 2013 at 7:17 am
Great poem!!  You really have a way with words!  Keep up the good work!!
coollady said...
Jan. 8, 2013 at 10:08 am
This is a great poem!!!  This writer is really good!!  
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