Death

Like the seasons change from spring to winter, like the day turns to night so must we all die ...like the sun rises in the morning and set in the evening so must we all die… like a flower blooms in its season and stay for a time and give us its beauty then die ... we all must die ...our breath must leave our body...our end of day must come. The sky changes every day from blue to gray...so too we must die... We were born to live and then we die ...we live for our purpose then we die...like a love song have a great start it must come to an end no matter how great the lyrics is...so too our end must come...dust to dust ...ashes to ashes ...our final step. Heaven gates open ...your final exist...did you live your life...did you? were you good to the people around you? did you give your heart freely... because we live then we die…we all must die.