5:29 A.M. - Tuesday, Jun. 06, 2006
Ultimate gift
Watch the world through painted eyes A soul is born another dies Walk this earth for many years Love and laughter grief and tears Young are free their spirits dance Old often long for second chance The road one day comes to path divide One might wonder�how did I survive? Gift of life is numbers game Each step we take often lost in vain Egos cry when put to test Easy bruised when laid to rest One may look with backward glance What brought us here luck or chance? Nothing stops tick tock of time Not a curse but circle divine Candle burns until light goes out Is this really what life's about? Torch is lit the day we're born Reach a point when others scorn Mirrors play tricks within the mind Fear drives us to ponder walk the line Early years we learned our fate Egos rebel look outward with hate Time marches on our time is one Learn through lessons when work here is done Some leave before us this boggles the mind Lives cut short no rhythm nor rhyme As candle burns low the spirit may dance Live through the young this gives us a new chance Bodies grow weary bones often stiff Time spent on earth is the ultimate gift. Sandyz
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