'In The Future For Us All' Poem by Linda Winchell

One day you'll not feel skins warmth of sun
nor see the moon light shining in night sky.
Or feel summer or a cool winters breeze
for that will have all passed on by.

It is the only thing that seems certain in life
in this most uncertain kind of world.
It is part of lifes metamorphous
like a blossom after its life unfurles.

We all have our predestined time
of this life we've all been living.
To make the best of what we have
and to leave behind what we've all been given.

I wonder if I'll miss it all?
I know I can't take any, where I must go.
But the thought just crossed my mind
It was just something I thought you ought to know.

I just hope that the good I've done
like being a mother, wife, sister and a friend.
Will remain in the hearts of all I've touched
till they too, come to their predestined end.