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What if my life changed tomorrow
Or I slept the sleep of death
Would I leave a trail of sorrow
As I struggle for each breath
Would I have time to make amends
To those that I have wronged
And tell my beloved friends
How much I've loved them all along?

What if I should live
But the life that I once knew
Came crashing down around me
And my world was all askew
Would I have the courage
To accept it and go on
Or bemoan my fate forever
Mourning a life that now is gone?

In death you have no choice
As to when it comes to call
In life...there is no timetable
When tragedy will be befall
There are no second chances
In this life that we are living
Now is the only time we have
To be loving and forgiving

Live each day completely
As though it were your last
Cherish each and every moment
For life goes by too fast


------
Grandma Bea


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The following comments are for "Living Life"
by Beatrice Boyle

Living
Nice! Another great poem by a fine poet. Thank you for this poem is too true to rue. This should be a page in a mandatory life manual.

Pres.Obama should give you some dough to write it - better than not-earmark money for studying a mouse. ;)
Thanks
Ken

( Posted by: jonpenny [Member] On: March 2, 2009 )

I agree Ken!!!
From your lips to God's ears (or Obama's) Ken!

I like that grant for studying the mouse...I've a PHD in that I think...at least my behind does from sitting here so long!!!!

Thanks for the kind words!

Bea

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: March 2, 2009 )

Live each day completely...
Though it has been said so many times, in so many ways it cannot be said enough!

Even though you're writing about death and how fleeting our lives are the feel I get from the poem is one of hope and of sweet reflection. Perhaps it's a grandmotherly way of skillfully and gently reminding us that the only time we have is NOW.

Most enjoyable...thank you.

( Posted by: Eldros [Member] On: March 9, 2009 )

Bea's Living Life
Hi, Bea! This is a very good poem, one of your better ones, I believe.

I guess that's because it reminds me of my mortality. I suppose that is the intention of your poem, anyway--to remind us that we are like a flower or a blade of grass in the field, here today and gone tomorrow; a vapor, a mist that appears for a moment and then disappears.

Well, if your life has really sucked...what can you do?

If you believe in God, at least you have the hope of an afterlife...

But if you are like me, you no longer know what to believe anymore...and the life you are given on this Earth has turned out to be a pile of ashes.

Life really is unfair: I guess that's why the lucky ones get to live and enjoy it, while the rest of us have to endure it until it's finally over.

Can anybody relate to what I am saying?

Actually, Bea, your poem reminds me of oppurtunities forever lost and never to be had again. Life is one of them...

( Posted by: Apple [Member] On: March 18, 2009 )

@Apple
I can relate, I can most certainly relate. Life can be really tough sometimes and sometimes it's really tough, all the time. Confusion, sadness, heartache, pain, fear, rage...been there, felt that.

The longer I've been alive, though, the more I've been able to keep the perspective that both the difficult times and the easy times come and go.
I've found the the same is true for feelings that we like and feelings that we don't like.

Words like these may ring hollow if you are really suffering, so I shall say no more. I intend this comment to be more about compassion than advice, so I'll just end with a quote:

"What if I should discover that I stand in need of the alms of my own kindness; that I myself am the enemy who must be loved- what then?"

Take care.

( Posted by: Eldros [Member] On: March 18, 2009 )

Sorry Eldros!
I'm sorry I missed your comment until now...Thank you so much for taking the time to read it.

You're right...we must live each day as if it were our last...giving love to the people we love, and hope and compassion for the people who need it. One never knows when the bell will toll for us (or them) and we know we will have no regrets either way!

Bea

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: March 19, 2009 )

Thanks Apple.
Apple...so sorry you feel life has passed you by at such a young age...trust me...this too shall pass.

No matter the cards we are dealt in life...there are some things we cannot change...they are out of our control to some extent. However...we CAN control how we deal with these events and try to either ignore them and carry on in spite of them....OR...be determined to overcome them by applying all our energy into proving fate wrong!

It isn't just coincidents that most great man and artists, did just that!!

Think positive my friend.

Bea

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: March 19, 2009 )





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