The Point Of Life

Wed, 02/19/2020 - 13:22 -- Samas

Location

Australia

We all look our grandparents and think we'll live forever, that we're invincible. Like we've got time to worry about small things that mean nothing at the end of the day. The things we think are big are actually tiny if you think about it. Then there's the things that really matter that we take for granted. Seeing a dear friend smile. Making a small gesture to a family member, even when we're not sure if they appreciate it. They do. Even if they don't know it at that time. The point of life, I'm not sure there is one. But all we need to try to do is help the people we love and show them we love them because even if we know we do with all our hearts, you never know if they're unsure.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
Our world

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