Death does come to everyone eventually
But feel grateful for every dawn you wake to see
For some today will be their last living day
We do not know when the Reaper of lives will come reaping our way
To the scythe of Life's Reaper we eventually does fall
We are born to die death does come to us all
So many people do compete for success
But life is the greatest gift we do possess.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Brilliant! Life is definitely the greatest gift of all. How many realise that? ++10