366 Poems: July 7th, 2016

Living

Such is the cycle

of loving and leaving,

of happiness and sadness,

of summers and winters,

of mistakes

and mistakes

and time always gone…

Such is the cycle

of climbing and falling

and always, always stalling

and catching our breath.

But oh no,

there it goes.

Such is the cycle

of never really getting to know…

why we’re happy,

why we’re sad,

why we’re carefree,

why we’re mad,

why we’re up or we’re down,

why we’re lost or we’re found,

Why we’re loving,

leaving,

living,

Right now.

“Fresh morning air.”
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