Life is a precious gift
It comes and goes It’s given and taken away The value of one’s life Who's to say When life begins, when it ends New life comes in the absence of another One celebrated while another mourned All in a day The day, the hour, no one can know The where, the why, the rhythm and flow The beginning, the end, or somewhere along the way Life is to be celebrated each and every day Life beckons to be noticed And to notice is to understand Life is a precious gift Jon Gibson
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