On the fleeting wings of time,
Life goes its merry way;
And each of us should live as though
This was our very last day
Due to human failures,
We don’t always know what our mission will be,
It’s not as though we were blind;
We look but cannot see.
If there was no tomorrow,
What would we do with our life?
Would we live in happiness?
Or would we live in strife?
When we reach retirement,
We say, “We’re through and done!”
If we only knew the truth,
A new life has just begun.
Friendships mean a lot right then,
When our life we start anew.
We live each day for someone else;
As though we each one knew:
Our lives are sometimes short;
And time goes by so fast,
That love and friendship
Are the only things that last.
Our lives sometimes become so full
That those we have touched and passed,
Seem to think we have forgotten,
But our memories linger and last.
If ever you get lonely,
Call them to you once more.
Memories will come to you;
They may even knock on your door!