To Be
To be little again
where I'd once been
To be-little a friend
could one ever mend?
To be tall in height
tall to the sky
To be tall rather
than be little then stop
and wonder why
To all that is
to all that can be
To be blinded by all
all that you see
To whisper a whisper
that seems to shout back
To hear your heart break
while under attack
To breathe in life
yet forget to take it all in
To exhale your last breath
to lose a dear friend
To every solution
for every equation
relies on an answer
with simple persuasion
To want back once it's lost
No need to savor
then it's tossed
Every penny dropped
luck to someone who finds
To every precious moment you live
Treasure those times
For every waking hour
to the minute of every passing day
don't waste a second, not a second
for life to slip away.....
Copyright © Jessie Oxford | Year Posted 2013
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