A man walks the Earth
Through all of his days,
Touching so many lives
In so different ways...
No one may govern
What he does with his life,
Only he may cope
With his trouble and strife..
He begins as a child
Until life makes him grow,
He'll live through experiences
Sometimes high, sometimes low...
Upon maturity he finds
The Earth's not his kingdom,
He bows to authority Accepts the government's wisdom...
Through mid-life he'll ride
With all of its woes,
He lives life for today
As it comes, as it goes...
Time will pass quickly
His stiffness sets in,
He is always aware
Of the slowness within...
Each day is now golden
He will fight to survive,
He will fight to live on
For each day he will strive!
For slowly, so slowly
His days on Earth end,
But his time is not over
He is remembered by friends...
Though he may now be gone
To those close he's still near,
He walks among all of us
We all hold him near...
For him, life is over
He's outwelcomed his stay,
For us, life goes on
We all live, day by day...
Copyright 1987 by Shawn P. Madison.
All rights reserved.
Reproduced by Poetry 360 with permission of the author.
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