Life Lesson Poem

How to live in the present

True Joy

© M. Jolynn Rawson-Hunt
I'll be happy once I've done this certain thing.
We all say this often not realizing what it brings.
We look only to the future for our happiness.
Letting life slip through our fingers in its fullness.
Will we really feel complete when the task is done,
or look back and see how we missed so much fun?
Self consumed so we can't see anything else,
hurting those we love as well as ourselves.
So many things around us to be grateful for,
when seeking for an answer willingly open the door.
So often, others see what's in front of our face,
but we're too blind to look as we're snared in the race.
What is this life supposed to be about?
Is it money, fortune, fame, or a big house?
When speaking to a man on his dying bed,
none of these answers are what he said.
Family, love, laughter are what we should seek.
These are the precious things right outside your door.

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Published: Feb 2006

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  • WOW, really loved your poem, lost my son 3 years ago to a tragic car accident, I live my life in the "NOW" since that tragic day, your poem is truly beautiful! thanks for sharing!!!!!

    Patty, Minnesota Submitted Mar 2011
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  • this poem touched me but not in the way most people would think.
    when they said "When speaking to a man on his dying bed,
    none of these answers are what he said."
    when I heard that it reminded me that I never told my older sister I love you before she died and then I started to cry

    Theresa Swift Current Submitted Mar 2011
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