This day will pass, though
scattered thoughts will remain, as
we question or consider
our joys and pain.
We never know, but always care,
about reasons and results that
do not seem fair.
It is our way; it is this life;
is this how we survive on the edge
of a knife?
Sharper than we give ourselves
credit for as we seldom take tally
or measure the score in
this game of life that we all play,
not just now but any day.
06/13/2024 j.g.l.
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