I used to have a plant,
I watched it as it grew,
As it flowered,
I watched it as it died,
As it withered.
Life what a beautiful thing,
Today you have it,
Tomorrow it might be gone.
Miraculous.
Tomorrow I could die,
Tomorrow you could die,
Gone - just like that.
Life is a miracle,
You have life,
You have a miracle,
Don't let it go to waste.
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Ticking
PoesíaThe struggle is real - My attempts at poetry. Why the title? Life's a ticking clock, and it only stops once, when your time is up. Between that period, from when it starts till stops, you have the opportunity to make something of yourself. Be amazi...
