A Simple Plan
Simple Sam was a simple man.
He lived each day by a simple plan.
Enjoy your life and live while you can.
Make each day count and take a stand.
Simple Sam was a simple man.
He lived each day by a simple plan.
Enjoy your life and live while you can.
Make each day count and take a stand.
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Why do we begin if we don't plan to finish?
Why do we love if we don't want to get hurt?
Why do we live if someday we must die?
Why do we smile if we really hurt inside?
Most of the answers to this poem in my eyes would be hope.
It's unbranded and unclaimed,
Elusive and in vain.
It ebbs and it flows,
Wishing away as it goes.
Crystal, really enjoyed the thoughtfulness of this poem. Gave me much to consider about time. Great job! Brought to mind a silly thought I once had: "Can the hands of a clock grasp the...
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Your springtime has gone.
Your summers have passed.
Autumn's now waving goodbye.
My words are like my heart beat.
They tell the world that I'm alive.
They recite the tale of who I am
And of all I have survived.
I love the flowers that bloom in spring,
for all the joy and love they bring.
I love the sun that warms the sky
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In the middle
of a life that's as complicated as everyone else's,
struggling for balance, juggling time.
The mantle clock that was my grandfather's
We can all live and just be
Who we are meant to be in life.
Allowing love to set us free,
Rather than giving into strife.
There is no reason to feel troubled
if your path has not been made clear to you yet.
When you remain true to your spirit,
courageous in action,
When you stop trying
to fit into a world
that you don’t belong to anymore,
you grow