Death Is Coming

Death will come to us one an all Maybe in the springtime or even in the fall Or even in the summertime or maybe the winter But, whom knows when death might enter. Death might come in the wink of the eye Before we start a laugh or a tear to cry Or maybe it will arrive just after a fight Or will it come in the daytime, instead of night. Will it come before we say forgive me please But, no-one knows when that time might be Maybe it will will come after we had sinned Then we'll lose our soul before it we could mend. Death will come and when it does we won't know Maybe it will be tomorrow, when we say hello Or maybe it will be later on tonight When we are to tired to argue and to tired to fight. Could it come before we say a prayer As for our soul and salvation it doesn't care All that I know death is coming for me As it is death and not I, whom controls my destiny. Randy L. McClave