But Life

I think of when it is all over
No more worries about the bills
Or the health checkups
Or the state of the nation,
But life
Oh how I would miss life
The laughs
The good times
When all I have to do
Is see my son or daughter
And a smile appears.
I think of when it is all over
No more having to make my bed
Or do the dishes
Or worry about what to wear,
But life
Oh how I would miss life
The music
The dancing
The way the moon shines
The sun rises
No matter where you are.
I think of when it is all over
No more brushing my hair
Or sweeping a floor
Or dusting the cobwebs away,
But life
Oh how I would miss life
The relatives
The friends
The beaches
The redwoods.
I think of when it is all over
No more aches or pains
Or fears
Or bad memories
But life
Oh how I would miss life
So I think I will just
Breathe
And live.

by Connie Webb

Comments (8)

A supreme solution for suicide that is loaded with life! Excellently expressed my friend with rich repetition! 10/10
good write...skillful/imaginative presentation...thanks...10
Another poem easy to read and enjoy. Again your use of repetition is welled phrased and placed.
another beautiful poem. thank you again.
Connie, I find you are an excellent writer. This is again unique and original. I have never looked at life like that but it is true. It will be hard to miss the this things in life. We need to enjoy today. Great use of imagery. You write with compassion and your realistic. Take care.
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