Life and Death
Life, has a hard future; to travel,
Ups and downs; we try to unravel.
I like many, learned many things
As in happiness and sorrow brings.
Things I learned in life are mine.
Some are sour; some are sweet.
Some full of freedom, some confine.
Some I share; others I keep discreet.
Each day comes along, with new creations,
Each night seems shorter in abbreviations.
Each month steadily passes quicker somehow,
Each year passes; as quick as just one bow.
Each belief; has its basis in one eternal place.
We are all the same, but with a different face.
Copyright © Cecil Hickman | Year Posted 2010
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