On That Day

You know,
Life is a finite thing.
Our most precious gift,
we are only young once,
full of mischief and vim.
So, live it with gusto,
live it in bliss.
Have a great run,
Dismiss Bitterness.
Yeah, bask in the sun,
while your time exists.
You Know,
Life is a fine thing,
some time it will end.
Though On That Day,
A New one Begins.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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