Death

Here we come round as life makes plain, Walk on these grounds and bear with pain. Here for a while to greet sure fate, Style then sure smiles that mark fond date. Here we bring light to touch and heal, Bless all you sight will kind goodwill. Here in this life the days seem long, Go beyond strife and dare be strong. Here where you live get ready then, Death comes to give true exit when. Here let joy stay with heart and soul, Death soon must play to stretch one whole! Here as you waltz in this fresh air, Live true not false beyond compare. Here for a spring where flowers bloom, Live well your fling as joy now grooms. Leon Enriquez 11 August 2015 Singapore