dis regarded
pitifully.
while one
pines one's days
wishing it
away.
Joy of birth
is regarded
Highly, deeply,
idealized
while in reality
death
follows every
birth.
Will it ever
cease to
astound and
amaze
the miracle
of origin
A new life,
commencing.
The gift of
life
every breath
a blessing
every moment
a treasure
And existence,
a boon.
Prompt - Wednesday Prompt 474 Poetic Asides
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