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What Is Life

< what is life? A number of years? A passage through this world? A waiting game? A series of repetitive actions, get up go to work, come home , go to sleep?. Raise a family, go on vacations, get old? All of the above , sometimes some of the above. At the end of the day, when you open the door and walk into your home and say honey i'm home and no one is there to respond, what is life if the eerie silence is deafening. If the heart aches a little more each night. What do you do when you lay in bed at night. close your eyes and think of chances not taken, of the what if's pounding in your mind. The regrets,the possibilities overlooked. What guarantee do any of us have that we are allotted a great number of years. Life is a learning experience, where we grow and teach and share , give and take, love and lose but through it all it is insignificant if love did not direct our path. Life is love. Search it, it is oxygen for the soul. Search it near and far, put no limitations, no restrictions . Open wide the door , and when it comes knocking, welcome it with open arms. Life , grab it and cherish it for what is life but a vapor.

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Date: 2/9/2016 1:51:00 AM
Mary, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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