#159-Grace
06/01/2018
I’m old,
Seen the years pass,
But happy and alive,
Bearing fruit,
Being useful.
Seasons will pass, and
I’ll continue surrendering to life,
Even if it brings a heart full of holes,
Or a tattered wrinkled soul.
Because what matters most,
Is to say I survived,
Enjoyed,
And “lived” a life.
That’s all.
That’s all.
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