Saturday, November 22, 2008

Musing

When tears rise up
they burn for a moment
or two
But, if the tears that rise up
are there because of some bittersweet
memory
or two
Think of the sweet part
If you can


Life is hard and
Life is cold
But, life however it
Turns out
When you share it
With those
You love
Is a life well lived

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