A Song Of My Existence Comments

Yes, blowing curtains once showed me the neighbor lady getting dressed!! Bri : )

love this... Last line is really good.

I sing to feel the taste of life Like a little child sucking on his thumb To feel his sweet existence. Feeling one's own existence has many methods, and singing or writing poetry is a beautiful way of it. A truly beautiful poem.

Awsm poem... takin out tym for ourslvs is vry imp! ! ! !

A lovely poem Savita, great in diction and intense in feeling! Occasionally we have to sing, not to cheer anybody else, but ourselves! !

Beautiful poem Savita, we should celebrate the joy of the moment rather than dwell on the past or think too much of the future.