Death Comes

We must not count on days to come
for fear they will not be.
We must then live our life today
And love more openly.
We never know when death will come
it knows not time or space.
We must then let our loved ones know
our feelings just in case.

We should never hold our feelings back
let them know how much you care.
There are no promises of a morn
not always will you be there.
For death will come, yes for us all
when not expected near.
Love long and strong and always
with all your heart holds dear.

2/23/08
Judy Lindsey

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