Why Poem by soren Barrett

I don't know why either, but it makes sadabout not being remembered

We wsere born first of all to live and enjoy life as we intend to do and as we may live as Methusala, wow, thta will be a very long time before we die, I do not think so that we are born to die. First to enjoy God's nature first

WHO decides 'why we were born'? ? ? ? Most of us do MANY MORE things, including laugh, during our ensuing lives on Earth. 4 stars. bri : ) I hope I can laugh when I DIE! ! ! Let someone else die THEN! !

Well, wouldn't YOU cry if you were squeezed out, like toothpaste from a tube, into blinding light, and a roomful of masked strangers? ? ?

Well, maybe she WAS flirting with me? I'll never know. ; ( Ok, the poem was ALMOST TOO LONG, but I survived it. : ) bri

ONE: I cried at my birth 'cause I winked at the cute nurse and instead of winking back, she stuck her tongue out at me and slapped my .