You Choose

I watched my dear mother as she suffered and died,
then it came for my father as we sat there and cried.
We all felt the power of this storm and its rage,
a battle was fought, it took place center stage.

There are no auditions for the souls that are cast,
we all are included in its future and past.
It will never discriminate over gender or creed,
it may come in your sleep or wait as you bleed.

It will come for us all no one is immune,
it’s not seen by the sun, starlight or moon.
Please get yourself ready and make your amends,
show love and forgiveness to your family and friends.

We live and we die, we die and we live,
show who you are with the love that you give.
Our time here is short, no one’s meant to stay,
you will only die once, so live every day!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Goldsmith Avatar
February 2, 2023 at 2:14 PM
A lovely yet sad write. I have seen many suffer/die. So sad. We only have today, so make it count. Smile. Have a blessed day writing away......................
Koplin Avatar
February 12, 2023 at 5:11 PM
Thank you my friend! I hope your day was as awesome as you are!
Horsman Avatar
January 21, 2023 at 6:53 PM
Wonderful positive poetry, Mark.
Koplin Avatar
January 23, 2023 at 4:44 AM
Thank you so much Harry! I hope this day finds you feeling good!
Agustin Avatar
January 18, 2023 at 11:56 PM
Thanks for sharing this. Meanwhile, by God's grace, I greet you with the peace and joy from the Lord toward a prosperous New Year 2023 along this present: "the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord" (Romans 6:23 of the King James Bible). God bless you.
Koplin Avatar
January 23, 2023 at 4:43 AM
Thank you Beata, have a good day!
Logan Avatar
January 14, 2023 at 4:53 PM
We take tomorrow for granted but tomorrow is not promised to anyone.
Koplin Avatar
January 23, 2023 at 4:43 AM
Tomorrow is another gift just like today.
Maverick Avatar
January 14, 2023 at 2:27 PM
Amen.' Yet we have all at times fallen short! Thank God for Jesus.)
Koplin Avatar
January 23, 2023 at 4:43 AM
Exactly, thanks Joe!
Parker Avatar
January 14, 2023 at 2:08 PM
Live to be 100, still a sand grain in time. Live every day full and regret not a thing. Good advice, Sheriff. ;o]
Koplin Avatar
January 23, 2023 at 4:42 AM
Absolutely! Thanks Arlo!
Cunningham Avatar
January 14, 2023 at 12:10 PM
So true Mark, life is too short to bear grudges against friends and family, we should always try and make amends. Our life is a gift from God, we shouldn't waste it. Hope you're keeping well. Tom
Koplin Avatar
January 23, 2023 at 4:42 AM
Indeed it is, we seem to forget how short. Enjoy your week my friend!
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