Living Means Dying

Years of being together Will be ending tomorrow It will be an occasion That will be shrouded in sorrow You see she lost her battle Her body grew too weak She put up a great fight Even as the days grew bleak No more pain and suffering That really was the worst Now she'll take her last ride In the back of a black hearse As we pulled into the cemetery Passing all the graves It made me suddenly realize I now face lonely days I know I'll think about her Just like I did before The only difference now is She won't walk through the door People say, she's in a better place I say, no she's not I'd rather she be here with me Enjoying what we've got I know that with life comes dying It's as natural as the sun But there's no greater loss in life Then, to lose a loved one 11-22-20/RjH