The world starts every morning, and stops
Every night, people sleep,
The earth’s hours determining people’s
Fate,
How do you spend the time you’re given,
Driven from sunrise to sunset,
Or keeping sunrise losing sunset,
Living moderate, not rising with the seconds
And falling with the minutes,
Building up hours,
There is no experience if you don’t stop
And look.
Every day has a meaning,
We will be in conflict all day and get to the end
And you will see what you have learned,
Ah that is why I live today,
Ah that is why, I live today, to learn,
Not just of myself, but others.
For no one ever walked the earth completely
Alone.
Poems ©MaryJane Thomson 2016