Painful as it is
We face our mortality
In all that we do.
Just waking up to morning,
Walking a city sidewalk,
On a holiday,
Swimming on a summers day;
The fullness of life
By virtue of our living
Must eventually end.
Do not waste this time
Wallowing in past regrets;
Leave that to the fool.
Instead cherish each moment
For its utter perfection.
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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
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