Passing By Poem by bonifacio alba

Life my friend is temporary and this body is only Passing by and it will end …. to dust we shall return, like a dry leaf... it will be blown by the wind and the dust will accompany it. so every ticking of the clock is important... while there is still time, look back to your love ones my friend... that while your heart is still beating don't hide that love … a love that is beyond the desire for material things.. for this love is the medium of real happiness in this life…