PerspectiveA Poem by imokMid life observation
The last time
is nary a thought to the well or young; for the sick and old those words roll heavily off the tongue. The last time for those who are in situations bad, when finality' becomes reality, there's reason to be glad. The last time changes people and lives as it intrudes; it's brutality is it's finality. It's gift is gratitude.
© 2017 imokAuthor's Note
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Added on May 18, 2017 Last Updated on May 18, 2017 Tags: life, aging, philosophy, relief, acceptance |