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Any Different
As if walking on a ice covered lake all human threads must traverse on
this lake of life to an fro across it’s slick and often thin sheath of
life’s frailty. This ice upon which we step has no mercy weather you
are young or old. Some may call it luck, skill or divine providence
for a successful crossing. But for whatever the reason we are all
submitted to life’s array of woes and we each carry our human
ignorance with us which is our cause of shame for we all seek
perfection and every one of us falls short of this life’s unrealistic
endeavor. This demise is not the end it is the beginning if we choose
to pick ourselves up after you have fallen.
Tis’ a babe lost at youth
Tis’ life for the living
Tis’ not life a queer thing
As a young lady in her early 90’s once told me we all have woes why
should any one person be so special and not have any problems in this
life, What makes you so special ?
Why should you be so different ?
AFTERTHOUGHT:
Think not thyself so special but think of LOVE for you will surely
need its strength.
Thin Ice
The thin ice upon which I walk
so carefully, I fear it will break
and leave no sight of me above !
But be if the ice is too thin for me
where I step, I’ll take its fate !
For each day is as thin ice and we
do not know what the day doth bring !!
PS if you don’t any problems in life
please ignore my feeble words and
see a good psychiatrist.
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