Birth and Death

Birth and Death

happy to be born
but later we mourn
when our loved ones are gone

birth is to reap
a motion to keep
but later there comes a painful sleep

birth, a joyful side
pain as we grow we hide
the vehicle of death we ride

birth, we have landed
later the soul has ascended
our life, our given chance is ended

we are born then we grow
later our time comes, time to go.

joyfully we are born
sorrowfully we are gone.

Drencho POET Loads
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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