PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

It doesn’t matter that I don’t

know any of you

Nor that I never will

because we’re just the present

There were people here before us

sitting on this same patch of grass

and there are those

who will come after

while we’re dead and buried

and we’ll just be the past

So sing while you have breath

and laugh while you have lips to smile

and love while you have voice

to whisper “I love you”

in that special someone’s ear

For life is short

though the road seems long

and those of the present have no

time to waste

on silly games of right and wrong

on jobs that last from nine to five

on being the observer

standing at the window merely looking in

never daring to come inside

while in the end we’re all the same

and in the end love is all that matters

anyway