Days go by as I ponder the meaning

What it means to live

What it means to die

Should I want to live?

Or should I contemplate the meaning of death

Wasting my precious days of life

Dwelling on my sorrow

No

Life is short.

We hear that all the time

We are reminded of it so that we may pursue life

Fully

Life has always been so fragile

So easily undone

Tempting me to doubt

Tempting me to give up

Full of love and joy

Full of sorrow and grief

Yet I manage to find hope

So I seize the day as each day goes by

With a smile

A smile that could shake anothers day

Make them appreciate life like I have

For it is short

We hear that very often

Therefore living is what I choose

Living greatly, proudly 

Fully

I love life

And I will continue to love life

Till I cannot anymore