Nothing Poem by Graham Fowell

Nothing



There was nothing before,
There will be nothing after.
So make the best
Of the tears and the laughter

Let your spirit soar
Leave no stone unturned.
All you get is a glimpse
Before the hereafter.

Thursday, March 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: existence
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