© By Loree (Mason) O'Neil When life has finally flickered out, With breath of final sigh... It's not the time to drown in grief, Nor even to ask why.   The memory of a loved one, Is like a favorite song... Still touches hearts with gladness, Even though they are gone.   We can wallow in self pity, Let precious days slip past... Or find comfort from memories, We built and made to last.   For life is like a flower, That springs from tiny seed... To pass out love and sunshine, Share with all those in need.   To grow as only humans can, To do each earthly chore... Until our bloom has wilted, Not needed anymore.   There is a path that we can take, The choice must be our own... To make the most of each day left, Till we too, are called home.   (c)  07/30/05  Loree (Mason) O'Neil   Midi playing is:  Mirrors     Back To My Index Page   To Send This To A Friend Click The Button Below: