Strange Is Life Comments
I run across souvenirs of the mind
here and there, from time to time,
I think how we enter the world not knowing our name
how we're born lonesome souls, and will probably die the same;
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life must be lived we are born to die but we must live until the time be happy live life to its fullest good write
So true, we are born then we die, it's what we do inbetween that counts. A great poem.
Very, very true Smoky, I like this heartfelt poem a lot. Thanks for saying it just like it is.
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7/27/2025 3:45:49 PM # 1.0.0
An insightful philosophical piece of poetry. Well articulated and beautifully penned to drive home the point - Vanity Upon Vanity. Lovely. Thanks for sharing.