All earthly life is rearranged,
While the heavens remain unchanged,
Stars rise, though we ourselves expire,
And to soil our souls retire.
So let us love, and let us drink,
And in our sober moments think.
For when we cease, there is no more,
Than the tide of all that's gone before.
Comments about this poem (A Fragment by Sacha Hayes O'Grady )
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