Passion For Life

Morning breaks the day
I wake
Wipe the small crumbs from my eyes
At first mornings glance
Things are but a bit blurry
I render the thoughts of the day
Pausing only for a moment
Prioritize

First order
Coffee
Than a smoke
Out stretched arms 
With refreshed legs
Stumble to the kitchen
Java
My nectar
It gives life, life

I'm ready
Out the door I go
Eagerly awaiting today's events
New experiences
Another place
A new face to memorize
Something significant
Is this the day
But then isn't every day
Experience my passion 
Life

Live well today
Tomorrow may not come



Written by Christopher Trotter
Typed by his daughter
Jessica Trotter

Dedicated To William Star
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Loveless Avatar
September 24, 2009 at 11:20 AM
DADDY!!!! <3333
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March 11, 2009 at 9:24 AM
Christopher, your zest for life shines in this inspiring work! (And I'm glad I'm not the only one who "wipes away small crumbs" from their eyes in the morning.) Love, Carolyn
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February 24, 2009 at 11:31 PM
well said..tomorrow may not come. love this poem- love and peace: james
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