A time to live, a time to die
And all the living in between
The cycle starts, the breath begins
And time keeps marching on
The bumps, the bruises
Seasons change
The seedling is a tree
The life that once was yours alone
That former life now gone
Time is spent, days grow short
And life has changed again
Beginning blends into the end
But still so much to give
It seems as if the journey’s long
Tis not though, this is true
The people in the life you live
Is all there really is
The arms that hold the tiny babe
The roles reverse
And this is life
LOVE THIS!! So beautiful. So powerful. BRAVO Laurie!!!!
Thanks Chris! You are always so encouraging!