Life flies along without thought of end
Until disease or accident takes a friend
It may be that these things make you decide
That from your life span you cannot hide
I think that with each passing year
For those close who die and we shed a tear
We come in the end to know the one truth for all
You don't go on forever and we are at God's call.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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