All that I live

All that I live

A Poem by Sandra Acevedo
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In truth...we are all selfish. Think of it.

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Today you live for today;

In case there is no tomorrow.

Once dead I take nothing;

so I’ll do all I can with no sorrow.

 

Today I ‘m here

and that’s what truly matters;

because tomorrow unexpectedly

my body suddenly may shatter.

 

All that I live

is what I am truly worth;

so I’ll take all that I can

while here on this earth.

 

How sad can it be;

only thinking of what you take;

leaving earth uncertain;

of what to her you gave.

 

It’s not what you take, this you must believe;

that what matters to those you love
is what on earth you leave.

 

© 2011 Sandra Acevedo


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Very nice. :]
Its quite creative and I am glad you rhymed it.

"It’s not what you take, this you must believe;
that what matters to those you love
is what on earth you leave."
That is my favorite part because in the end we are but memories. Whether what we did was relevant or not depends on those who remember us.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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An interesting thought...we do live daily and at times can only see past each moment we live...life will end for each of us individually and it is as you say what we leave behind for our loved ones is...what matters...

nice work...

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very nice. :]
Its quite creative and I am glad you rhymed it.

"It’s not what you take, this you must believe;
that what matters to those you love
is what on earth you leave."
That is my favorite part because in the end we are but memories. Whether what we did was relevant or not depends on those who remember us.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Sandra Acevedo

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