Life is fleeting
Like the rose in the morn
Withers in the night
We have naught to show for our toils.
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Life is purple
A shade of doom and bliss
We get on a quest that never ends
Treading on to El-dorado
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Life is a hawk
It swops down to steal us
Catching us unaware
To the land of the unknown.
© Booky Glover, 2017
It’s 23 days into the new year and the rate of deaths is alarming. Thank God, I am yet to lose anyone close to me but friends of friends, nephew, uncle and aunties of friends are dying. I have been a bit melancholic these days and it has got me wondering what is going wrong. I hope your day is going on smoothly.
We are alive and it’s enough reason to be thankful.
Until next time,
Blessings!
Booky Glover 
Lovely piece and I enjoyed it. Yes, we never know when someone’s time is up. It can surprising so we’re lucky if we remain untouched!
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This is a great piece. I bless God for the gift of life
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You are so right. I enjoyed this piece. Life is an enigma. Full of surprises, twists, and turns.
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I like this, “Life is!” You have penned it with apt metaphors! 🙂
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Thanks Prakash
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