Temporarily Living Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Signing death warrants before we are even born, knowing
at an early age that we will never live forever.

Life being taught is temporary only, encouraging us to
get the most out of it or die, never getting anything
or anywhere.

Borderline questions always on our minds, wondering at
times what is to become of us.

Then at other moments in our lives not even giving a
thought to any of it.

In the end we do the best we can and then we leave this
world with our name etched upon a headstone to show we
once lived on earth.