To the OPs named Dark Ghost I write
And its a a tale we all recite
Your thoughts of death are clear to know
No curve balls now will I ever throw
For death is sleep, and sleep is deep
A world of peace where life will cease
But think of it as if a tree
This example will certainly make you see.
I seen a tree the other day,
It had a leaf the wind would sway
I then watched as the wind blew cold
That leaf became a beauty, behold
Its color went from green to gold
to orange and brown, the colors bold
But then it fell down to the dirt
and suddenly I knew something hurt
That leaf laid down, in the light of day
Not to sprout or thrive, but to decay
And now comes this, a sad true fact
You are that leaf, nothing more than that.
You may be green and standing tall
But make no mistake, you too will fall
And on the ground you will decay
Perhaps not tomorrow, but yes, one day
So ponder not for extended time
The day inevitable, or even this rhyme
Because for now you are alive
Your branch is strong, your leaf will thrive
Contemplate not the dirt below
Its time to sing, its time to blow
And when the time come and you fall
You enrich the ground so the tree grows tall.
-SaturnFX lacking Coffee-
edit on 12-8-2011 by SaturnFX because: Typo for a type O