Life gets easier every day

I used to have to work and give it my all

And all my pay

I gave that away


Then there is always love of a sort

Getting in the way…

There’s love in every breath

Every inflation of the airways

Just leads onto further care


And so we spend our days.

Life gets easier

If only because there’s less and less

Of it to keep track off


Life gets easier every day

It will be so simple at the last

There will be nothing to

Keep track of.


And what will happen then

When it is easier

Than it ever has been?



Author: Edgardo

Born in Houston, Texas and moved to Raymondvile, Texas in 1969. Family bought a radio station and helped with the family business until it was sold in 1997. Since then started an agency and mostly writes about experiences in Deep South Texas. Writers of the Rio Grande founder, editor and contributing author.


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