For Some This Is Destined

For some this is destined to be the last day Tomorrow before sunrise in the dawning gray They won't hear the birds whistle on bush and on tree A last day and night for everyone as well as for me Where new forms of life do grow out of decay In the dark bosom of Nature to forever lay I feel glad to be living for to see one more Spring The great gift of life is a marvellous thing A few years more for a woman than for a man Three score and ten on average not a lengthy span Of time for to live the clock ticks on and on On looking back we wonder at how fast time has gone To any sort of feelings he does seem quite cold The egalatarian reaper takes the young and the old