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In Love with Life

By John I. Blair

How will I last for long,
Weather all the messy days,
If I donít dance in courtship
To each moment Iím alive?

I canít get past on chance,
Ignore life, cut it cold;
If I shirk the detail work
Iíll shuck the best of my existence.

Iíll insist, deny resistance,
Seize life whole, intact,
Plant my toes, my nails, my teeth,
And hook on like a burr.

Life so warrants my dementia,
My pursuing to the limit,
I shall just become lifeís lover;
It will miss me when Iím gone.

©2004 John I. Blair  

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