Unknown Poem by lucinda bryson

Will everyone see tomorrow or the day after bits and pieces we can see.With one breath and each cry someone just lost there life.The trees sings and cars honk we take it for granted. Listen to whats around you and maybe you'll see the life we live tomorrow aint guranteed.Graves are dug and people die.Sun rises and the moon set's be thankful for what you have.

Doors open and friends come and go my life is over with im growing old my youth came to a end im forever grateful for my friends