Better living,
better for me to have it done.
She was the world,
all of her ideas so round.
Always the down to Earth type,
so close to ground.

How do we listen for hope,
if we don't know the sound,
Bragg about wisdom,
with none of which found.
She's a world,
amongst all planets,
Who knows how to spin your words,
so beware fellas.

I'm not writing about a girl,
or a lady of such
Neither a lush woman,
a type to break your heart.
Nor a being,
to have you falling in love.

It's a piece on living,
written to be read by eyes of the living
All of us still breathing,
how's the life you're living
Playing it safe all the time,
not a risk of risking?

What are your aspects of life?

Take this aspect,
expect and accept what comes to be next.
Be it may you're desperate or depressed,
nothing keeps you away from the rest.

All aspects of time. Times of living.
All of what we are. A better end than a beginning.

A simple life of a human.