Simple
Those little things, Which raise a smile. A cheeky wink, Is so worthwhile. To breathe so deep, Your lungs expand. Enjoy the calm, This peaceful land. The simple things, Which life can send.
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Those little things, Which raise a smile. A cheeky wink, Is so worthwhile. To breathe so deep, Your lungs expand. Enjoy the calm, This peaceful land. The simple things, Which life can send.
Time. It's a funny thing. It flies by like a bullet train, yet it crawls at a snail's pace. You can't remember years long past, nor can you imagine the future.
And your eyes grow dim. Over time as you realise. All you can be in this life. Is a sum of your parts,. Few are ever more,. All you can aim for. Is to try and leave a mark. On the life, heart,.
Make the best of life, 'Cause it goes so fast. It speeds on past. Treasure your memories, And the ones you hold dear, So always keep them near.
I'm an old wrinkly. But I don't mind. My teeth sit before me. Snuggled in wine. I might have a wobbly when crossing the road. And can't read a thing. Without glasses of old. But I still like to laugh.
When my heart beats its last and my lungs refuse to work, I'll remember... I'll remember it all, the rise and fall.
It's all gone, It's no fun, Anymore. It just stopped, My jaw dropped, To the floor. My mind and soul, Has a hole, Which through hatred pours, And sometimes, You realise, What life is for.
In all the 329 years, 4 months, 6 days I've lived, I've seen chamber pots filled and long since emptied.
Show me a man Who is content in life And I'll show you a man Who relies on his wife Show me a man When at work is good And I'll show you a man Who's only there for his food Show me a man Who has a...
Loss, I think, is not always so bad You can't lose something you never had Weight loss, then, is a good thing Dropping a dress size makes girls sing And on Sunday, when Italy lose Beers and cheers,...
I live in shadows and I, Cant hardly breathe cos, That weight of history is, Killing me I've been living my life, Vicariously through older men.
A review of my life:beginning Sweet and easy, full of love and warmth. Worst thing homework, best thing my mother. Middle: growing tougher, hard decisions to make. A good laugh.
If I should go you should know. That I've done all I wanted to do. Like swimming with dolphins. Scuba dive on the barrier reef. Watch sharks and whales. Swim in peace. If I should go you should know.
I propose a toast to you: May you be all, That I never was, Ever wanting to be.
It felt scripted. As though I was a character in a story where the audience understood everything that I didn't. As though I went through the entire day before I realised where I actually was.
I read of a man who stood to speak, At the funeral of a Friend.
When you get to old age and near your death bed, you spend a lot of time thinking about the life you led.
Boxes full of photographs. Stolen moments from the past. Hold onto them 'cause they don't last. How it flies. Don't blink your eyes. It goes so fast. Even if you're there for every single minute.