Once In Life

Once In Life prose poem

Uploaded by Sheena Singh

At least once in life
do make a wish;
not necessarily for returns,
but for others
an act of compassion;
an offering..
more often it’ll be a reason
to live life unconditionally…

At least once in life
do make an apology;
not necessarily to someone,
but for inner peace
a thank you note;
an act of gratitude
more often it’ll be a reason
to live your life fearlessly..

At least once in life
do fall in love;
not necessarily with a person,
but with an idea,
a dream,
an ambition,
more often it’ll be a reason
to wake up with a smile.

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