The Poem-a-Day Series, Poem #56

“To be or not to be, that is the question” every day for the living relative to death. There is a fragile temporalness and transcience to all life. As they used to say, “Here today, gone tomorrow.” This became more of  widespread random reality for a lot of folks the past two years, especially for those who are no longer with us.

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