Just Life

up’s the word.

if up’s the word;and a world grows greener
minute by second and most by more–
if death is the loser and life is the winner
(and beggars are rich but misers are poor)
–let’s touch the sky:
                  with a to and a fro
(and a here there where)and away we go

it’s brains without hearts have set saint against sinner;
put gain over gladness and joy under care–
let’s do as an earth which can never do wrong does
(minute by second and most by more)
–let’s touch the sky:
                  with a strange(and a true)
and a climbing fall into far near blue

-e.e. cummings poem 95

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