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My life is full of memories
And danger straight ahead.
My life is full of friends
And family and good reasons
To get out of bed.
My life is full of mysteries
That have left me to wonder why
I am still alive
While other friends
And family have died.

My life is full of failure
And many tons of snow.
My life is all I have
And all I will ever know.
Now I have tasted love
And loneliness and on somedays
They taste the same.
And sometimes when I want sunshine,
All I get is rain.

Now my life is ticking fast
And my time may soon end.
Or, I may go on forever,
So I must work hard
At improving my life
Until the bitter end.

But, most of all,
I must live my life
With love and honesty,
As hard as that may be.
I must live my life
The best that I can
Even when pain and
Failure follow me.

I must always work
My best as simply being me.

Ronald Peter Ciras

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The following comments are for "My life"
by moroccanron

i reread this poem today
because i find it very elegant.

( Posted by: johnjohndoe [Member] On: March 19, 2015 )

I Make Fun of the Snowman
I welcome the bitter end...
with spitefulness and snowballs...
and offer up a carrot...
for a nose

( Posted by: awhippingflame [Member] On: March 25, 2015 )

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