Feb 28, 2019

'Everyone loses someone.' ///

Everyone loses someone.
A spouse. A parent.
A friend. A child.
You do not get through
Untouched. On the border
Between sorrow and peace
Someone is counting off
The days of your humanity.
How much is actually left?
Who is counting, and how
Do they know the count?
Remind yourself
That it doesn't matter.
There is no tomorrow,
There is no yesterday.
You are alive today,
And you are a human being.
What shall you do with that?

James Lee Jobe
Draft 1 20Jan2018
Draft 2 28Feb2019

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