Monday, January 10, 2011

The Meaning of Life





Sometimes I face death.
Not happening to someone else
Not someday
But now, to me
Or those I love.
I am not resigned.
It is not okay.
It just is.
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6 comments:

  1. TeresaJanuary 10, 2011 at 12:52 PM

    Too funny!

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  2. Blondi BlathersJanuary 10, 2011 at 12:59 PM

    It's a great song and dance, isn't it?
    I added the poem some time after posting the video, btw ... just so other readers don't think you're responding to the poem, Theresa!

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  3. MaggieJanuary 10, 2011 at 2:35 PM

    The video: Hilarious and oh so true! Thanks for that one Kate.

    The poem: Sobering and true. Yours?

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  4. Blondi BlathersJanuary 10, 2011 at 6:20 PM

    Yep. As close to poetry as I ever get.

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  5. LornaJanuary 11, 2011 at 4:55 AM

    Welcome to my mornings.

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  6. Blondi BlathersJanuary 11, 2011 at 8:49 AM

    I can totally see you singing that song right after your morning coffee, Lorna!

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