Contentment
One man lives, another dies,
each breathes a prayer and sighs;
A sigh of content.
How does it happen then,
one lives and the other not,
Yet both find contentment
in their lot?
Perhaps the one has seen
what the other sees now;
The what, the where, the when,
the why and the how
And is able to relent.
Copyright © Ashley Lowery | Year Posted 2005
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