May 2020
A master craftsman,
Well bred and fed,
Counting his days,
Days spent, over Days left.
Days, spent searching a craft.
Days, spent learning the craft.
Days, spent working the craft.
Days, spent perfecting the craft.
A master craftsman,
Well bred and fed,
Counting his days,
Days spent, over days left.
Days, left to live.
Days, left for love.
Days, he spent, drifiting from life.
Days, he has left, too little to go back.
Days, he spent, he wishes, he had more.
Days, he has left, only them,
and nothing more !!!
Well bred and fed,
Counting his days,
Days spent, over Days left.
Days, spent searching a craft.
Days, spent learning the craft.
Days, spent working the craft.
Days, spent perfecting the craft.
A master craftsman,
Well bred and fed,
Counting his days,
Days spent, over days left.
Days, left to live.
Days, left for love.
Days, he spent, drifiting from life.
Days, he has left, too little to go back.
Days, he spent, he wishes, he had more.
Days, he has left, only them,
and nothing more !!!
All our lives we run behind what the society has considered the epitome of success only to realise that we have completely forgotten to live our lives in the process. Start living before its too late. Spend time with the people you love, tell them how much you love them.
