Here is my poem for last week’s prompt, What do You Have to Lose?:
Life is Only Now
Death means losing everything
that will never come to be.
Things we thought would happen
that now must fade away.
Illness can take everything
we thought might come to be
and forces daily reckonings
of what must fade away.
A beautifully imagined future
can inspire daily toils
but it’s a path fraught with danger
as reality unfolds.
Live in the present, not the future,
unpack it in your mind.
Find hope and inspiration
letting reality unfold.
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I like the repetition and how it is not exact but still close enough to be like an echo. 😉
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Thank you. That is what I was going for, I’m glad it resonated.
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