Welcome Visitor: Login to the siteJoin the site

From Dust We Came

Poetry By: Ava Rosien
Poetry


Tags: Life, Death


Birth begins the hour glass to the end of our days.


Submitted:Feb 25, 2013    Reads: 24    Comments: 4    Likes: 4   


From dust we came and will return;

it is life's lesson that we learn.

From birth to grave time is short;

though we try the truth distort.

~~~~

For some life ends before begun;

others age long; life sweetly done.

In youth or age; it matters not;

Death is the promise not forgot.

~~~~

To celebrate or mourn the loss;

is left to loved ones bear that cross.

For life well lived with love and grace;

is not mourned with death's embrace.

~~~~

From dust we came and will return;

it is life's lesson that we learn.

Babes greet their life with loud cry;

aged greet death with gentle sigh.





4

| Email this story Email this Poetry | Add to reading list



Reviews

About | News | Contact | Your Account | TheNextBigWriter | Self Publishing | Advertise

© 2013 TheNextBigWriter, LLC. All Rights Reserved. Terms under which this service is provided to you. Privacy Policy.