You grow, you leave, you depart
To seek your destiny, your own life
You look sometimes as a vagabond
Searching, seeking tirelessly at your own
This life, most of it is a mystery
Just as tomorrow come what may
No need to be ruffled, don't you hurry
This earth will turn as usual in its way
The sun will shine as bright
All stars will twinkle alright
The planets will orbit in their routes
Just as you and me slowly will grow up
We live, we love, we hurt
We smile, we cry and we laugh
We hope and pray for luck
We lose, we win, we say our thanks
Deaths, goodbyes, farewells
Can't dodge it, even if you will
Accept, go on and move on
And try to live your life, from now on
Till the end will come your way
Till all around you is black and gray
Till that silent goodbye that you can't say
Bidding adieu... farewell permanently...
death is the result of the ticking of time...death is the end of happiness, sadness and all our strife. few welcome it but most do not want it...but just the same we will all meet it, someday, somewhere, sometime...Christ has died and so shall we...sad isn't it? but death is rest...
