Grieving Thoughts
Grieving thoughts, the places they go
What if the body, really does have a soul?
What if there is no heaven or no hell?
Why were we here for such a short spell?
Why isn't life fair? Why do we have emotions?
Why do some people care, while some have no devotions?
If tomorrow was to be, your last day and you knew it.
How would you spend your day?
Saying goodbye to those you love
Or just let it come it's way?
Perhaps vanity, would make an appearance
As you think of your legacy.
How far have you come?
How much good have you done?
Will it alter your eternity?
It would be too late, to have regrets
Although, we'd have some, I would bet.
I'm sure some would cry, those fearing to die
Convincing themselves, it was their best try.
The godless would play. The God fearing would pray.
What would you do, if it was your last day?
I'd like to think, it would be a good day
I'd walk down to the spring, watch the animals play.
Let the mist from the water, cool my face
Spend one last day with nature's grace.
My life has been spent learning lots of new things
Trying hard not think, what tomorrow might bring.
Grieving thoughts, the places they go
Searching for answers, for things I don't know.
by Daniel Turner
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
