What Is Life
Starting at the time of birth,
begins the years or precious worth.
As an infant starts to crawl,
exploring everthying from door to wall.
Then growing older still,
learning right and wrong to shape the will.
Entering those teen years,
going through blood, sweat and tears.
Becoming an adult,
enduring the confussion assault.
All along the path,
who guides giving comfort in times of wrath.
For those never knowing the Son,
when life throws punches you be undone.
Yet for those who do,
can be protected by the One who is true.
Approaching closer to the grave,
what of your possessions can you save.
So admist the good and strife,
do know the One who can answer what is life.
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