we live but once
as the clock of time
counts our days
life is short.
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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10 comments:
it is indeed this, which makes me afraid.
AAAhhh ... yes, Life is short.
We must live everyday as if it
is our last. Then, you enjoy it
so much more.
Lovely,
Isadora
charming poetry.
Excellent!
Happy Holidays….
I know you write stunning Haiku, welcome sharing with us,
1 to 3 or more are welcome.
no theme.
Hope to see you in,
Smiles!
es verdad
nice, so meaningful.
So true. Nicely written.
at my age some might think it is getting short......but it is alllllllllllllllll good...nothing to be afraid of...happy trails...and looking for more of your wonderful words
very true.
Thank you all for reading my poem. I have been very ill and am trying to catch up.
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