The gift of Life (simple, first post to this sub)
The gift of life
Is meant to be relished
Like a storm
Not like a funeral
But like the green there after
It is meant to be
Reborn.
History NOT POEM: recently dealt with a near suicide with my dad. I've been contemplating what is joy. This is my answer.
Edited for formatting
Posted Jul 28, 2018, 7:51 AM UTC · edited
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