Too often we dont realize what we have until it is gone,too often we wait too late to say I'm sorry,I was wrong. Sometimes it seems we hurt the ones we hold dearest to our hearts and we allow foolish things to tear our lives apart. Far too many times we let unimportant things into our minds and then its usually too late to see what made us blind. So be sure that you appreciate everything you've got and be thankful for the little things in life that mean a lot. Although theres nothing we can do and so with fervent heart we cry,for they are troubles of your own and paths the soul must tread alone....... So take my hand,lets face the world and live just one day at a time.
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Posted: Dec 2011
About this poem:
Too often....do we take love seriously,life is too short.
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