Life is Lyrical

When she leaves you with no reason,

You know she ain’t coming back.

But you wait, wait for a miracle.

Everything has a beginning, an end, an interval.

And you know it, when your life is lyrical.

When your poetries are destroyed,

When your guitar is broken,

It is when you wait helplessly,

Wait for the next bad thing to happen.

You sit by yourself and write, feel spiritual.

And you know it, when your life is lyrical.

When you miss your mother and suffer alone,

When you just wish to sit by her grave,

And you see the letters quite patently carved on her stone.

It reads, “Son, no matter what, you're never on your own.”

It is when you remember her silly jokes,

She thought they were great but she wasn’t that satirical.

You know it all, when your life is lyrical.

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