Life is Worth Living
For trees, for cats, for poems, for horses.
For flowers, for dragonflies, for film.
For picking up my guitar to play
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or pottering round the garden
on an early Spring day,
clearing leaves, tending compost.
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Life is worth living for compost?
It takes all sorts.
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Life is worth living to buy a random CD
in a charity shop, get it home, play it—
it’s brilliant—and it was only a quid.
It makes up for all the ones that were shite.
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Life is worth living for tea—
proper tea, with caffeine in.
For banana and peanut
butter sandwiches,
butternut squash and spinach
lasagne for supper.
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Life is worth living for a new taste,
trying a fresh thing, finding out
it’s fab. Life is worth living
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for orgasm.
Life is worth living
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to visit
a Lowry exhibition, feel
his isolation, recognise you
really like his work, burst
into tears, look like an idiot.
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Life is worth living to feel
life is worth living.
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Life is worth living for dogs, walks
round Beacon Hill, The Outwoods,
down the canal.
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Life is worth living
for mushrooms: fruits
of the earth, threads
of mycelium supporting
life through a symbiotic relationship
as it facilitates
water uptake to flora.
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Life is worth living
to see, with clarity,
cooperation is what makes
life worth living.
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Life is worth living to express
how life is worth living,
whatever the emotion.
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Life is worth living to sleep,
to dream.
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Life is worth living because
the opposite is not.
An earlier version of this poem appeared in the second volume of Brightsparks/Leicestershire Partnership NHS Trust smoking cessation pamphlet.
About the Creator
Lauren M Foster
Writer, artist and musician based in Charnwood, UK. Drummer/vocalist in a psychedelic-punk-band The Cars that Ate Paris.
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