We come here to live
To laugh and play
To spread joy each and every day
To give and receive love along the way
To learn life's lessons
When to go - when to stay
To help children find their way
Yet no matter how or where we live
All roads come to the same place
All must pass through death's gate
No one leaves this life alive
But the question we must pose
As we enter life's final throes
Did we live singing our tune
Or
Did we miss the music of our own song?
7/26/2008
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