Sunday, March 17, 2019

“It’s Not Dyin.’ It’s Just Gittin’ to That Point. Whew.”

Every day you live,
People younger than you die.
This is true for all of you.

It might be that when you die,
Everyone will go with you
And no one else will survive,
But as you live, someone dies.

When you go to bed tonight,
If you get to bed tonight,
Spare a thought for all the lives
That ended since you slept last.

And when you wake, if you wake,
Think again of more gone then.
Life quickens, and death descends.

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