Questions to Exclamations ( a poem of inspiration)
Now, as I age, and am growing longer in the tooth,
Bordering...ever now edging, as the literary sleuth.
I wonder, what if by happenstance my birth was amiss,
Escaping the natural order and of mother nature's kiss.
Perhaps to be conjoined, deformed, or missing a limb,
Would I then to blame this life, on others to condemn?
What if I had been born deaf or my being totally blind,
Could I seek to resolve the reason, a normal life to find?
Should not I find solace, and that in my just being alive,
While watching my loved ones in their lives to thrive?
Should we make the most of our own simple livelihood,
Braving cold nights, hot days, the bad with the good?
We must each then accept that which we may not attain,
Learning to take the fairest weather, along with the rain.
Finding the pride in ourselves, then giving it our very best,
Be a good example, a soldier... of our humanity to attest!
Life is good, no matter, sometimes, the accompanying pain,
The sweet breath we're all given, not always, ours to explain!
Life is so precious, for every creature of this earthen sod,
A brightest reflection, that of the great goodness of our God!
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