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Didn't Write This to Make You Cry

By Walt Perryman

I didn’t write this to make you cry, but to live.
And to realize how much love you really give.

As I age more of my loved ones are passing away,
And it reminds me that it could be my turn any day.

It makes me realize how vulnerable any life can be,
With closed eyes, a friend’s death can help us see.

Sometimes reality is a hard thing for us to realize,
But we come into reality when a loved one dies.

I guess death makes you appreciate living today.
When you know that anytime it can all go away.

One of the hardest realities about a loved one’s death,
It is the part of you that dies when they take a last breath.

©JUN 7, 2025 Walt Perryman


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