Experience puts us through our paces
Time writes lines upon our faces
Disappointments test our spark
And sorrow burns holes in our heart
But somehow, we all soldier on
Our spirit fights to keep us strong
Hope buoys us up on sunless days
And gifts of happiness amaze.
Material goods don’t hit the spot;
When we pass, we leave the lot!
But precious friends are life’s true joy
As they form bonds time can’t destroy.
(c) Poet in the woods 2023
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