The Pleasure of Having Lived
The pleasure of having fully lived
In the tapestry of time, I have woven my story,
Embracing every moment, basking in its glory.
Through triumphs and tribulations, I have thrived,
And savored the pleasure of having fully lived.
I have danced with joy on the mountaintop’s peak,
Felt the warmth of love, tender and meek.
In the depths of despair, I have found my way,
And emerged stronger, with each passing day.
I have tasted the sweetness of laughter’s embrace,
And shed tears of both sorrow and grace.
I have wandered the world, with an adventurous soul,
Discovering treasures that made me whole.
The pleasure of having lived is in the memories made,
In the bonds forged, in the foundations laid.
It’s in the whispers of wind, in the sun’s gentle kiss,
And in the moments that I’ll forever miss.
I have embraced the unknown, taken leaps of faith,
Liberated my spirit, unburdened by wraith.
I have learned to let go, to release the past,
And cherish each moment, for it’s not meant to last.
The pleasure of having lived is in the scars I bear,
They remind me of the battles I dared to declare.
They are badges of courage, symbols of strength,
Testaments to a life lived to its fullest length.
For a life fully lived is not without pain,
But it’s the resilience that we gain.
Through the highs and lows, the ups and downs,
We discover the strength that in us abounds.
So let us celebrate the pleasure of having lived,
With gratitude for the experiences we’ve received.
For in the tapestry of time, our stories are weaved,
And the pleasure of having fully lived is achieved.
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