Life Is - Poem by Lyn Paul
Life is all so precious
Each day is all so special
We forget the inportance of living
Getting caught up in our busy lifestyles
It is the Death that makes us realise...
That time does not stand still
Trying to accept that this is Real
Death makes no sense.
And only time can heal
Copyright Reserved May 2014
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