Life

Life


Born first and then thrust
into a world so short the years we live
and we ask; is life, which tho does give,
were life indeed?
With all our sorrows that fall so fast
our happiest hour is when at last
our souls are freed.

Through life and all its tears,
let it not end in bitter doubts and fears,
or dark despair.
Amongst life, so many toils appear,
and he who lingers longest here
knows most of care.

“My only wish is that the people I touch will still feel me when I’m gone.”