Life.
Existence.
Who do
I thank?
For all
the pain
and
suffering.
Who do
I thank?
Cruelty,
Inhumanity.
Who do
I thank?
Disease,
death.
Who do
I thank?
Existence.
Glorious
sunsets.
Walks
on the
beach.
Hikes
in the
mountains.
Birds
in the
air.
Baby
smiles.
Beautiful
wife.
Soulmate,
love
of my
life.
Who
do I
thank?
Some
say they
know.
But it’s
a mystery
to me.
Life.
Yet,
I do give
thanks
every day
for this
tumultuous
ride!
- Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 29th, 2021 09:00
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 13
Comments2
I don’t understand life . Life is for living , as they say .., so why do so many have to hurt go through problems and suffer … something I cannot understand ,
You and me both yr.
Thank you kindly for reading my work
JP
So very true, many look but so few see.
Andy
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