Heart beats, not indefinitely,
Life spans, not infinitely,
Today, may be our last,
And nothing matters, from the past.
Some days, may be gray,
While some, may lead us astray,
Take time and take heed,
To dwell not into it.
How beautiful, a day may be,
If only, we see the beauty,
Be thankful, be grateful,
And don't take time as a fool.
Whine not, to things that don't matter,
Let us fill the day with laughter,
Waste not, the time that we have,
And cherish, the ones whom we care.
Lead image by Aron Visuals on Unsplash
This is my entry to @Ebuzzydagr8 poetry contest with the latest requirements listed here, and thank you @wakeupkitty and @heartbeat1515 for the inspiration.
Agree with you. What matter is that I can be thankful amd grateful each day even though I can actually remove the whinning from me.