This is how it works

This is how it works
You’re young until you’re not
You love until you don’t
You try until you can’t
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath
No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else’s heart
Pumping someone else’s blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don’t get harmed
But even if it does
You’ll just do it all again

One thought on “This is how it works”

  1. I will lose my mom due to health complications in the near future…and I feel that torn from me, while seeing her still, and now more than ever in the eyes of other women her age and experience and health. THEY are MY mom, a truer friend than any Best Friend I ever could have, and been blessed to enjoy all the while, now over 5 decades. IF and when that moment passes, baring the natural course of events, time and aging, I will ever see MY mom in the eyes of all her generation’s companions of Role. May I be that good Son and keep Company with her and them all the while, till death do us part, or heaven impart our next joyous exultation, anon. Thank you for the Reflections. BB

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