Why Be Born

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Poem by: Chiqui

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dedicated to: my dear son Steven

Being born to him will always remain his mystery, he will always question why? Little Storm was taken from him through a most feared illness ‘Menegitus’ he still has not made peace with it or within himself, he loved her so! I pray that one day he will have the answer he is so searching for. Mom xxx I love you Son xxx

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dedicated to: my dear son Steven

Being born to him will always remain his mystery, he will always question why? Little Storm was taken from him through a most feared illness ‘Menegitus’ he still has not made peace with it or within himself, he loved her so! I pray that one day he will have the answer he is so searching for. Mom xxx I love you Son xxx

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Submitted: January 13, 2009

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Submitted: January 13, 2009

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Why be Born
by: Chiqui

 

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Why be born
Just one day having to die
Life is really quite a mystical mystery
There are theories and experiences
Sometimes bad, sometimes sad
Then the mellow and happy days
Miles and miles of many smiles
Running rivers of a million tears
Echoed darkness of inner fears
Stormy days filled with thunder and lightning
Then a tide of Ebb peaceful and calm
Love given, love taken
Learning and caring
Doing the right knowing the wrong
Turning a world of lies into truth
Being judged, convicted and sentenced
Giving, taking, listening and forgiving
Believing in dreams and making them yours
Success is climbing that mountain
Defeat, is not knowing how
But faith always gets you there
Hurting, aching, bleeding just another part
Sad goodbyes and sweet hello’s
Marriage, divorce, depression and illness
All just part of a humans life
In all these mysteries of ones life
See each dawning day anew
Like reading a book
The next chapter will normally be better
Than the last
Falls don’t happen they are caused
By standing tall you shouldn’t fall
Spiritual moments spent on your knees
Speaking to someone you never see
But belief remains a sacred thing
Greying streaks now in your hair
Your job here just about done
Celebrations and jubilations when you reach the 50 mark
Then start becoming a child once more
Seeing life through new eyes once more
Now not caring why I was born
For sure….

 One day I will die!

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dedicated to: my dear son Steven


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