Precious Jewel


I seem to be
more aware
of the passage of time
and life not lived
or time wasted.

I feel it slipping by me
and I know I cannot
slow its progress.

Depression was the thief
that stole much of my life
from me.

It shakes me
to my core
to realize
that it took me
this long
to realize
the precious jewel
that is life.

Copyright © 2018 Penny Wilson

*A special Thank You to Chuck over at The Reluctant Poet for his kindness and his insight.  

12 thoughts on “Precious Jewel

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