Once upon a time it
All made sense this
Idea of life and
All it is meant then
Came and went it's like
Petals in the wind this
Assurance of hope toward
Proximity to dreamness--Is
Youth the true key that
Ignorance is bliss or
Does age just reveal the
Truth oft missed for
Love never fails if
You never failed to love and
Hate never wins in
The big house above--So
Seldom if we know what
Knows not one who ever
Asks such questions to
Seek something better--But
As each day’s born with
That life in you divine just
Be sure to give thanks and
Remember...it's borrowed time.
