Battle of Life and Death
My name is Life
I’m so full of light
I give you experiences
And smiles so bright
My name is is death
I’m hopeless and dark
I rip up your dreams
Put out your spark
Life gives you lemons
So you can make lemonade
It gives you the sunrise
On a hot summer day
Death gives you one thing
It decides your fate
They put flowers on your grave
Next to your permanent date.
Life isn’t always beautiful
There will be days of gloom
Like the tulips in spring
It takes patience to bloom
Death isn’t always sad
It can take away pain
We take hope in the fact
We may see them again
A baby cries out in the night
A husband holds his dear wife
There are tears of joy and sorrow
As she breathes her last breath of life
The battle continues….
About the Creator
Laci Nowlin
My name is Laci. I am a 39 year old server from Texas. I have been writing poetry since I was about 15. I am a mom of three and a lover of adventure. I hope you enjoy my poetry and I’m always up for constructive criticism. Enjoy! 🌻❤️
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I love this. So much meaning ❤️ great job
Amazing! It is deep and meaningful and the flow is on point! Good job! 🥰❤️