I think of when it is all over <br />No more worries about the bills <br />Or the health checkups <br />Or the state of the nation, <br />But life <br />Oh how I would miss life <br />The laughs <br />The good times <br />When all I have to do <br />Is see my son or daughter <br />And a smile appears. <br />I think of when it is all over <br />No more having to make my bed <br />Or do the dishes <br />Or worry about what to wear, <br />But life <br />Oh how I would miss life <br />The music <br />The dancing <br />The way the moon shines <br />The sun rises <br />No matter where you are. <br />I think of when it is all over <br />No more brushing my hair <br />Or sweeping a floor <br />Or dusting the cobwebs away, <br />But life <br />Oh how I would miss life <br />The relatives <br />The friends <br />The beaches <br />The redwoods. <br />I think of when it is all over <br />No more aches or pains <br />Or fears <br />Or bad memories <br />But life <br />Oh how I would miss life <br />So I think I will just <br />Breathe <br />And live.<br /><br />Connie Webb<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/but-life/
