what life means

what life means

A Poem by Tatiana

pain raising day by day 
theres no praying , yet she bows her head , never letting go .
thank you for this day.
..........

fist to god , she died , pain clear .
theres no praying , yet he bows his head , never letting go .
thank you shes no longer in pain.
his voice low, never letting go 

© 2012 Tatiana


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All life is the art of letting go . . . and our inability to let go is what makes us human. Nice work on this poem

Posted 11 Years Ago


Tatiana

11 Years Ago

thanks very much , i didn't think many people would get it

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