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If all your songs have not yet sang 
And all your bells are not yet rang 
And your footsteps did not make trails 
It's not yet time to rip your sails 

If all your winds did not yet blow 
And all your lights did not yet glow 
And there's a crumple on your sleeve 
It's not yet time for you to leave 

If your fires did not yet burn 
And all your stones did not yet turn 
And all your shades are crossed in stripes 
The time to fade is not yet ripe 

But when your cups are all in gold 
And all your tricks have all been sold 
And there's a rainbow in your sky 
It is the time to say goodbye 

8 syllables per line 
Format: rhyming couplet 

*This came to my mind the other day while feeding my goats. For my mother who is battling stage 3 breast cancer and for myself battling early stage of diabetes and onset of kidney and stomach diseases, confined on the mountains while finding herbal medication while doing online teaching job. And for all who are on the verge of losing their hope to live. Cheer up! The only time we die is when we stop breathing.*

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