Easy

It's easy to forget 

how miniscule we are 

on a planet in a galaxy 

with millions of stars

Easy to forget 

we'll all die one day 

the memory of us erased 

while our body decomposes in the soft clay 

Easy to forget

what really matters 

too wrapped up in 

the glitz and the glamour 

Easy to forget 

money burns and materials rot

at the end of the day, friend

people are all we've got

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

You might consider that when people leave, being is still there.

[Buddhistboy73]

Right on my WC friend.....:)

This is a short, yet heartfelt poem about what truly matters in this life....

For me, these lines stood out the most:

Easy to forget
money burns and materials rot
at the end of the day, friend
people are all we've got

Thanks for sharing....

BB73