Life is a gift

a poem by Sundri

Of’times I ponder on what Life means
To those who live on the streets
To those who have no hope for tomorrow
Their wretched existence filled with sorrow
To those whom smiles have passed by
The underprivileged and challenged souls
Who know not how there are deprived
Of simple joys and pleasures
Of homes lit up and hearths burning bright
Of living with dignity amidst poverty
And knowing that ‘Life’ is not merely
A struggle for survival but
A precious ‘Gift’ to Mankind!