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Live Life For Today, For Death Is Only A Breath Away!
Blowing in the wind,
We are feathers on the breeze,
A breath away from death,
Like a whisper in the trees.
Waste not a moment...
But rather live a good life,
Live that life in happiness,
And never dwell on strife!
Death is a mere breath away,
Waste not a moment of that breath,
For life is for the living,
Never dwell on death.
For death is a mere thought away,
Another chapter on a page,
And when you turn it over,
You pass through life's great stage.
So do not dwell on what you don't know,
Just live your life in peace,
For one day soon it will be gone,
And then your life will cease.
Like a petal in the wind,
Like the whisper in the trees,
Gently blowing in the sands of time,
Just like a feather in the breeze.
©Catherine Inglesby 1999
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