There's a man Staring into space
As His life slows its pace
He stares without seeing
And We weep without Reaping
Life stands still
We Think They fade
But He has his Infinity
We have ours which they will always be a part
Love is in itself Infinite
Life isn't But souls are
whereas even as we pass
We still reside
In The hearts and minds of those we leave behind
No Matter what You make a mark.
Be mindful to make it a good one
Live On