The Meaning Of Life

The years have passed on
in the blink of an eye
moments of sadness
boundless joy, how they fly

People I have known
have come and have gone
but the world never stopped
and so we all carried on

Life was not always easy
with the struggles that we bear
filled with times of joy and pain
there were times I didn’t care

But I stood on my own feet
And I always found my way
there were nights filled with tears
and always the dawn of new days

Stoic Poetry

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