Life hasn't Ended

How wonderful life is,
when it hasn't ended.

Children running in the
playground, without a
care in the world.

How wonderful life is,
when it hasn't ended.

The high school prom
where you meet your
love.

How wonderful life is,
when it hasn't ended.

A wink and a smile,
how love got started.

How wonderful life is,
when it hasn't ended.

The beautiful home
that I worked to build.

How wonderful life is,
when it hasn't ended.

Just one week ago
a mild heart attack.

How wonderful life is,
when it hasn't ended.

(on Sept. 15 2008 at
the age of 54 I had a
mild heart attack, three
days in the hospital
and a new diet. We'll
see. I pray not to have
another. The day before
my attack, Sept. 14 : I
submitted aPoem called
"Near Death" How ironic)

— Eduardo Cruz, Sep 21, 2008

About the Author

Region, Country: New York City, N.Y. Spanish Harlem, USA

Favorite Poets: P. Neruda, Jose de Diego, E. Dickenson, R. Frost, there are many more, but these had the greatest influence...

Critiques

orgami

17 years 10 months ago

Ode to life

I for one am certianly glad that it was only a "Mild" heart attack this is a wonderful poem about lifes passage positive in its way

Eduardo Cruz

17 years 10 months ago

mild attack

Orgami, It didn't feel mild when it happen, but I surely appreciate life more. thanks for your concern. Eddie "do like the barren tree: flourish. And like the planted seed: rise" By Jose de Deigo

Brighty

17 years 10 months ago

Mild Attack

Your attack may have been a gift in disguise! Think of all those events that you took for granted & now have shared with us. Be aware of you mortality and stay well! Brighty

Eduardo Cruz

17 years 10 months ago

A gift

Brighty, Thank you, But I have always believed that life is a gift. The hard part is Sharing it with people outside my family. It's funny the day before my attack, on Sept 14 I posted a poem named "Near Death" truly ironic. "live long and prosper" (Spock, Star Track) Eddie "do like the barren tree: flourish. And like the planted seed: rise" By Jose de Deigo

infinite_dwarf

17 years 10 months ago

Eddie

Hope you're well on the mend, my friend. Life can be fantastically cruel, but in the end, I'm glad to be alive as well. Keep chuggin'! ~Jess K. ---------------------------------------------------- "Johnny was a chemist’s son, but Johnny is no more. What Johnny thought was H2O, was really H2SO4...."

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