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Life
Contributed by
pooper
on
Wednesday, 15th November 2006 @ 05:26:46 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Life is a care, but yet too a care,
to confront the things that we fear.
Not just in being,
but with empathic feeling
truly seeing the things we are 'seeing.'
The dust on a moth's wing.
The song that the birds sing
The joy of discovered things..
....with another,
some other, or why bother?
Living is in giving and the everyday care.
In our choices and values and things that we share.
Life is a question of relative values,
...........but too,
a question in courage and of flexible view.
We leave hopefully as asset
our life as we lived it
and, what matters it seems is that we've lived loved and dreamed.
rw
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pooper
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2006-11-15 17:26:46] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Life
(User Rating: 1 ) by MisfitMe on
Wednesday, 15th November 2006 @ 06:00:26 PM AEST (User
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I like your take on things. In my humble opinion, you got it right! If, I were to be given but one word to say how I feel about this write, it would be, "Healthy".
BigLoveMuchPeace,
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