LIFE IS A DASH

Regrets pile high in the caldron of life,
Failures, deceits, anger and strife,
And what man with breath can say its not so...
Say life's filled with joy and free of all woe?

What man found alive has not caused a tear,
Not a soul he has wounded, not one far or near,
And what man alive can say he's not sinned...
What man with life's breath had no light that's dimmed?

Has anyone lived without ache found within,
With heart not seen rusted by tears shed upon,
Can a man be found who is free of bad memories...
What man has not wished for a warm summer's breeze?

Life's caldron is filled with things such as this,
And many men yearn for a moment of bliss,
But what man can live a life without tears...
One seen who hopes for a life, long in years.

Life's failures are mixed with small victories,
And sunshine seen melt those times of deep freeze,
If man hangs in tight and spirit don't wane,
He'll one day see sun through his windowpane.

Yesterday's gone, whether bitter or sweet,
And man seen with breath sows weeds amongst wheat;
Why waste gift of life, while yesteryears mourn...
When nothing in past will grieving unborn?

Life is a dash, many sentences see,
Some written poorly, our lives will all be,
But `til life's seen end, final period is set...
New beginnings are gifted a man found with breath.