Who knows the reasons why

Who knows the reasons why,
life passes some people by.

Some people have a life set,
from the cradle to the grave.

Others fight and learn and try,
and at times trick fate.

At times even if you play it as right as you can,
destiny diminishes every thing.

Maybe the secret is in:
to have learned, loved and been a living thing.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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