I don't remember dying
They say it was by a bullet stray
If someone had only told me
I might have better spent my last day
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Living every day as if it was your last induces such clarity! Good concept, well delivered.
A great poem, my friend. Of course, we all should live every day as if it were our last because we never know. But, if we did know, we'd probably spend the day being miserable. Well penned indeed. Best wishes Richard