The Pulse of Life, poetry by Jane Bradshaw at Spillwords.com
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The Pulse of Life

The Pulse of Life

written by: Jane Bradshaw

 

Let me go gently
Please

Time on earth – is fleeting:
Forwards, sideways, up – down
Meandering slowly
Or flashing past
Like a shooting star

Time with loved ones – is fleeting:
Don’t waste a moment
Speak from the heart
Share visions, dreams
And the heartaches

Time making memories – is fleeting:
Money isn’t important
Status doesn’t matter
Possessions don’t define you
Creating moments matters

When it’s my time

Let me go gently
Please

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