A poem of Life
Take not one single moment for granted
You never know when your last will be
Let not your thoughts be moved or slanted
They may be the last ones you will ever see
Listen when someone offers to speak
For more than just a tick of the clock
Reach out for what you truly seek
Don’t always follow the proverbial flock
Stand your ground when pushed aside
That place is yours you can’t be budged
You may at times feel it’s time to hide
In your own corner where you won’t be judged
Time records pieces of your life when you shined
Written within a book or some scribbled note
Or if you are lucky a well-written rhyme
Folded by a loved one in the pocket of a coat
Touching words that reflect the real you
To engrave on the stone where you are planted
A deep thought that could only come from you
“He took not a single moment for granted.”
— WOLRAD/2023(A poem from the Wolrad collection #204)
