We don’t get a second chance at life. Tomorrow is not a guarantee. I wrote this in memory of someone close to me that I lost.

It’s always good to be reminded that what you put in to the world is your legacy. Character is a choice we make, and when you take nothing for granted, you make the best of everything.


When everything is gone,
What will you remember?

Who were you?
What did you give?
How did you serve?

Did they run from you?
Did they run to you?

Were your words your prayer?
Or was the prayer your life?

Hafsa xx

*This poem was published as part of a collection called My Soul Speaks and is available on Amazon. All copyrights reserved by the author

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