Gifts

A poem I wrote, inspired by keats

The short time we are here we should live it well

Beauty is all around us but all we do is destroy,

we as a race have had too much to sell.

The gift of the ability to understand,

is a thing of beauty,

and a thing of beauty lives on forever.

Life is not the opposite of death,

birth is the opposite;

Live like you have nothing left, 

and cherish.

you

Reviews

[Brandon S. Whitten]

Excellent read and write. Eventually we see in the greater scheme of things, none of this really matters.