When I was one of gentle age,
I asked myself what life was for.
I looked for truth, and for its sake
I carried on, I carried on...
When I was young, I fell in love,
I was a bride, my child was born,
And love removed that question-thorn
And carried on, and carried on...
I know now that an answer's ray
Life has its reason to postpone,
As for the sake of coming day
Night's dreamy sweetness carries on.
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by JCW
I was living a life
that was not of my own
Always with someone
But always feeling alone
Didn't make a decision
That ever did
King Solomon's wisest of the wise,
Understood the meaning of life,
Consider the ant and the sluggard,
Advice beyond compare
A questioned pondered by many, understood by a few
Our purpose, meaning, reason for being,
What were we created to do?
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The meaning of life
Is a hug from your wife
A cup of hot coffee
A smile from your child
The meaning of life
Is a heart-healthy
Life is a Mirrage
I hear your whispers
I feel your kisses
But it all seems like a dream
With every moment passing
And every secret
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