Some of Us

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By Bryan Haze

Some of us, we don’t count the years

We count the moments

Some of us, we don’t count the tears

They are far too many
Some of us, we don’t count the years

That we have thus far lived

We count the memories

That we have received, and gived
Some of us, we count how long it has been

Since that day when
We lost a parent, a mother, a father – or both

A brother, a sister – or both

A grandparent, or grandparents

Or, even, a child

A dog, a cat, or another beloved pet

Or, even, the love of our life

Those moments

Those dates 

Some of us, we count

and recount
Some of us, we count how long it has been

Since that day when
We were in a horrific accident
Or, someone we love

Or, something

We found out we have a chronic

disease or illness

that there is no cure

Or, someone we love

Or, something

Those moments

Those dates 

Some of us, we count

and recount
Some of us, we don’t count the years
We count the moments

Some of us, we do count the cheers

Even, if there far too many
Some of us, we don’t count the years

That we have thus far lived

We count the memories

That we have received, and gived
Some of us, we count how long it has been

Since that day when
We spent the best time with a parent, a mother, a father – or both

A brother, a sister – or both

A grandparent, or grandparents

Or, even, a child

A dog, a cat, or another beloved pet

Or, even, the love of our life

Those moments

Those dates Some of us, we count

and recount
Some of us, we count how long it has been

Since that day when
We had the most amazing experience,

purely by accident 
Or, someone we love

Or, something

We found out we beat a chronic disease or illness that had no cure

Or, someone we love

Or, something

Those moments

Those dates 

Some of us, we count

and recount