What Is This
some days the heart hurts and the eyes will not shed a tear.
some days the body is filled with love and there is no one near.
there are days of rain when the soul must dance.
there are sunny days when the body takes a fighting stance.
this is living. Yes this is living.
each moment alive the days and years increase.
for each day and year I pray the love that fills me will never cease.
This is living, this is loving, this is life.
Copyright © Djeli Forchion | Year Posted 2019
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