If All

If all the ifs we ever had
Were wondering why this life’s so brief,
If all the anger that we felt
Was due to sorrow, or to grief,
If all the days and nights were one
In reaching out, and holding on,
Then, maybe, we could find ourselves
A better day before

We’re gone

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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