Sometimes life seems just too much
I write as a beacon to tell others such
For it’s not easy the road we tread
The signs we ignore, others left unread.
How quickly we arrive at the end of life’s course
And we’re done, no time for remorse
What will you leave for those still in the race
As they gaze with expectation
Upon your wizened face
Will your thoughts turn inward
to salt in the sea
Or high fives at the pearly gate
Thus I write, for
Either option you’re free.
A Wife, Mother, Grandmother with tons of experience in the arena called *Life* I love information, and endeavor to utilize it as practically as possible. I have worked as a Healthcare coordinator, HR Manager for over 26 yrs, and still employed (19 +years) as a Property Manager of a large complex (I joke that I’m the mayor of a small city). I have raised 4 children, one of whom (a daughter) ❤️has recently completed suicide,which has changed my life forever. I have 8 lovely grandchildren. I love to write poetry and short stories, cook, explore religious experiences and be in charge of stuff :)
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