I’m always thinking about life and what it truly means to live. It’s the most precious commodity any of us posses. Life is the beginning and the ending of everything. I continuously ask myself, what’s the best way to treasure this life and all that it encompasses? It’s a question that requires a life-long pursuit.

Random yet not so random musings.

When I Die
Poetry Tracie Ponder Poetry Tracie Ponder

When I Die

When I die let it be a noble death.

Not one of comfort for the passing of many years,

filled with meaningless pleasantries.

But let me die with protest in my heart

and a spirit embedded in unrest,

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