Life
03.30.07 (7:13 pm) [edit] |  |
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Life
Life is a gift soon over,
At times this is a comfort
At others I am terrified,
Still other times I just don’t care,
Moods come and go,
I am not sure they really mean anything at all.
I know this,
Life should be enjoyed,
Others loved,
And also we should not be in a hurry to go.
We are here once;
Then it is as if we never existed,
Soon only a fading memory,
Then not even that.
I think in the end it is worth it.
Each has an impact not understood,
It is the seeds that endure,
Bearing fruit long after we are gone and forgotten.