Written by Hernan J MonzonJanuary 25, 2014 A Poet’s Life I’m in love. I’m in pain. I’m in love. I’m in pain. I’m in love. I’m in pain… I’m in love. Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... 5 thoughts on “A Poet’s Life” I am so glad you are in love; hate the fact you are in pain. Reply I’m always in love with the world and the treasure of life that it gives but at the same time everything makes me so sad even happy things because you know that nothing lasts forever. Life is wonderfully and beautifully tragic. You must breathe into it what you can and also allow it to breathe into you. Reply So incredibly true, dear friend! I notice that with my kids so much–our time together under one roof makes me so incredibly happy, but there is always this underlying sadness that it is not going to last forever. “Life is wonderfully and beautifully tragic.” Sigh….so very true. 🙂 Reply Yeah, I can imagine how it must be like with family. Time spent with the young ones must be a pleasure indeed. I suppose there is pain in watching them grow and become more independent each day. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.