Musings - Ripples In Time Poem by Paul Warren

Through this life are we just left as ripples in time
We are born live our lives and pass on so fine
Do these ripples across the pond of life slowly die
Until your life hasn't been more than a fleeting sigh
Once those you've touched have moved on
Who in this world be left to sing your song?
It would seem those day to day dramas now
Will not count in how the the show will end in how
The world will get by once you have left this mortal coil.

© Paul Warren Poetry