Life is a poem in itself
A new book to open
Hundred blank pages of promises
A life yet to write.
Find the life has taken flight
Provide only slightly time
To leave behind a mark, a footprint.
Last word had written.
A poem of life framed in memories
The journey has ended.
Copyright © Shirley Candy | Year Posted 2013
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