Have To Die

Have To Die While the world went spinning by I wondered why the sky stayed dry Help environment out, we all should try Even if turning tides may be low or high. Whole world is in disarray everyday; Stars shine brightly in a brilliant display; Heartache has brought on much dismay; Sun still comes up and will go away. Will worry when we have a storm warning, All flowers with beauty are always adorning; My coffee is ready for me each morning; Contemptible people still keep scorning. Skilled writers prepare poems and an anecdote; Time to our true God we do daily devote; When you sing poorly, we grab our throat And if cold outside, we put on warm coat. A bright butterfly will go flittering by; We had to water grass when it was dry; If food is needed, gracious God will supply, Yet, eventually one day, still have to die. James Thomas Horn Retired Veteran