Celebrating life.
When does life begin?
At the crack of dawn,
as a new born wails
in the arms of his mum?
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In his early teens?
When discoveries unfold,
first heart-aches seen?
Trials of a man-child.
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Or, in his forties?
Serious commitments,
responsibilities,
as the body deteriorates?
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Life starts with a promise.
First rays of the sun,
then suddenly demise
into big drops of rain.
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Life can be bitter.
Yet, if we can see through…
Accept life better.
Only then, we can breathe.
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