What is life?

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    What is life?

    Life is what you make it
    A stroll in the park
    A kiss in the dark
    A quiet moment to reflect alone
    It is feeling the breeze as it penetrates your skin
    It is listening to the stillness of the night

    Life is what you make it
    It is that degree you worked so hard for
    The house you bought with the swiming pool
    The car you thought you would never drive

    Life is the family you love so dearly
    The blessings you receive each day
    Life is God's precious gift to each and everyone of us

    Life is being able to smile in the saddest times
    To laugh when you feel like crying
    To feel complete when you are all alone
    To love in a world full of hate
    To find a friend when you are surrounded by enemies

    One day life will be snatched away
    So live your life as if today is the last day.

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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