What have you done?
Today, this life; where have you gone?
Which angry root did you pull out?
What weak bone did you break?
What flood turned to drought?
Which love to an ache.
You may forget everything in the end.
As time shuffles by, and souls begin to bend.
But you have each moment, each second in the sun.
A little tiny diamond, reserved for each one.
To pick up today, and more the day after.
A small little treasure, like happiness and laughter.
So forget the mould and oil that covers you like gloom.
And go out and discover, shoot for the moon.
Havoc and Consequence 
Very inspiring verses, Mark! Loved the powerful message behind each line 🙂
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Thank you Tom, was punching high with this one.
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‘Forget the mould and oil that covers you like gloom…’; perfect description Mark.
Yes! Reach for the skies!
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Thank you Tom, what’s the phrase…shoot for the moon, if you miss; you still be around the stars. Glad you liked this one.
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This is all that one needs, “A small little treasure, like happiness and laughter.” Thank you for this one Mark.
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A little drop of hopefully. Glad this one cut through the fog.
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