If
Death be a
constant shadow to
follow you from day one
since the first day of your life
’ til the last when your time is done.
Then surely best live in the knowledge
that each day is a gift not a chore, when
you close your eyes this night be thankful
for one day more. Yes, If Death be a constant
shadow to follow you from day one, ‘twould be
better to live in full sunlight, standing tall,
with all dark shadows gone….
LadyP© 2011
Pen Pusher, I just write when the mood takes me, and wherever my imagination wants to go I try to follow.... 
● Poems 'n Stuff ● 
Thank you for the reminder to count my blessings. Every day is a new adventure.
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True enough Vickie, many thanks for your visit. … have a great Thursday. xx
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Great poem, Pen. It touches on something deeper, which is the whole thing of why, apart from our natural instinct to avoid it, we view it in such a negative light
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Why thank you bb, I do ponder about the mysteries of the afterlife, should we believe, should we not, and Death is a constant,… always there waiting, but is he a doorway perhaps? … I do like to think so,….and live in hope… xx
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Hi Pen
I try to remind myself that each day is a beautiful gift,
but all too often I fall back into a rut and forget that.
I’ll try harder !
As always.. beautiful thoughts Pen x
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Me too, Gary, me too I’m afraid, in fact I think we’re all guilty of forgetting that this life is our one chance… (unless you believe in reincarnation) of getting it right, of finding that something inside us to spur us on to achieve our goal. (sounds like a football commentary …sorry!! 😉 ) … Pleased you enjoyed my ponder, and have a good week-end my friend. xx
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Dear Pen, I love the whole package – thoughtful, beautiful, emotions pushing and pulling. I don’t think we would want to live forever – we’d get too tired and weak. Can we go after a full visit with a special loved one close by to ease the way?
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Hi Monica, glad you liked the pondering, and I agree wholeheartedly, I for one would hate to be immortal, even should you be healthy, to have no end you’d surely not treasure the life you live, you’d squander time like grains o sand, letting it fall through your fingers, for how could you fill all those endless stretch of days in front of you? Life to me seems as a gift, to be opened and used whichever way you like, only there’s a time limit attached… xx
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Hi Pen, Do love to share in your pondering. I also have the feeling that death is a portal… Transitions are difficult, but aren’t we really just energy, waves, patterns, to rearrange in a different way?
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sounds a good enough description to me Monica. of our souls , our inner being going back from whence it came. … Not that I’m in a hurry to find out mind you…Just you wonder sometimes…(in fact I think I was born wondering!!) xx
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Wünsche dir ein schönes wwkend lieber Gruss Gislinde
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A wonderful week-end wish to you Gislinde. xx
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Love this, like all your thoughts … you know that, my friend. Thanks for sharing your gift with the rest of us … I know it mkaes a huge difference in MY life. Ever since Jenny died, life is a chore for me, I have to admit. Nobody here knows about that, as I come across as this bubbly, happy and oh so understanding human being … it has been 26 of grieving for my baby … and I will continue to do so, as it is my right, I feel. My soul speaks through my blog only as I have to appear strong in my daily life and work (I’m a psych nurse, of all things, if you can imagine). Thanks for being my friend and mentor in a certain way, Lady Pen. Purrrs and heavenly woofs, cat.
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Thank you Cat, for sharing your pain and heartache. My sister in law lost her baby of 3 months to cot death, Gareth was a lovely baby, and such a young death does cast you into the pit of despair, forever asking why?… Why to such a tender little life? Hugs to you my lovely friend. and I count myself lucky to have your friendship and to share our ideas on life via the internet, I feel grief has no time limit attached, it becomes as much a part of us as living and breathing. Purrs and heavenly woofs to you…Cat..
xPenx
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While I may not be able to express it as eloquently as you have here, I agree wholeheartedly! A maxim by which I live my life.
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Thank you for dropping by and for your lovely comment and compliment, Andrew. …. Just pleased you enjoyed my musings on Death and his dark shadowy presence,. … x
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Each day is a gift as you have expressed here so well Pen. Smile through the sad, bad and happy times it is a gift we all have been given. Have a lovely weekend I hope all is well with you Hugs Sheila and Wile-e .xxx
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So true Sheila, and isn’t it lovely unwrapping such a gift?… I hope you’re having a wonderful week-end, my friend, you and Wile-e both. hugs xx
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Hi Pen! 🙂
I think Dave was his pickup, not me! 🙂
Torchwood WAS very dark – when they decapitated the kentucky deep fried living corpse and his blue eyes opened – YEEESH!!!
Like I said: No grilled steak for a while…
I’m a bit bothered by the Americans taking over a series I treasured – I’m in love with Gwen and her family – but that’s where the money is I’m afraid…
It bucketed down this morning and we’ve had a bit of sun here, but that’s gone and we’re back under cloud.
More of your typical British Summer!!! LoL!!!
You have a great weekend too hun – Love Ya!!!
Prenin.
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hope you’ve had a good week-end Sir Prenin, it’s been raining on and off here, (more on than off!!) … hugs a plenty. xx
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(¸.•´ (¸.• ♫ ♪ Lately I’ve been forcing myself to think about what really matters to me in my life right now. I have come to the conclusion that it’s juts best to try real hard to live each day to its fullest… be grateful for each day… twenty-four new, fresh, unexplored hours to use usefully and profitably. We can squander, neglect or use it. I plan to make the most of every moment, or at least try too… you never know what tomorrow will bring.
I like this!!
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We all have such times Seth, when we’re brought up short, either by situations or people about us. .. I think it;s so easy to get bogged down by worries about the future… it’ll happen no matter what we do, it’s up to us to do what we think is right for us… Glad you enjoyed the piece my friend. xx
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You are absolutly right … It’s sad we always forget it that life’s a blessing 🙂 amazing write… Simple yet inspiring !!!
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Thank you for dropping by F.I.Q, and pleased you enjoyed my pondering on Death. and many thanks too for your lovely comment. xx
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Hi Lady P,
I’ve missed some posts of yours, I’ll try to get caught up here tonight…I so love reading your poems and this is a really great one.
Hope you have a wonderful day.
Big hug, Nikki
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glad you enjoyed it Nikki, and it’s odd sometimes. I keep checking the updates and sometimes miss some too. Maybe a glitch in the WordPress Works… hugs to you my lovely friend. xx
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Thank you, Pen. This reminder came at just the right time. Very apropos. Cheers!
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