And, thus it ends,
An illustrious life,
In memoriam,
The words are rife.
For every birth,
Death’s in the sphere,
There’s no escape,
The End will be here.
That’s how it is
The mark of final.
Instinct is it primal
For survival?
There’s no escape,
ReplyDeleteThe End will be here... I think about this as I age. Wonder what comes next?
Life ends. Yep. And a good thing, too. We'd be all squished together like mudpies. Of course, there is no death without life...is there?
ReplyDeleteMe, too...I wonder what's next as well.
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