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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