Randy McClave

(Ashland, Kentucky)

Days Numbered


All of our days of calmness are numbered
Along with all of our turbulent nights
Our future is also encumbered
From all our pleasures and so delights
A pendulum for each one of us is swinging
Counting off the days that we have left
Listen closely and hear the angels singing
As they soon will bid us farewell into the cleft
Tonight it might be our very last day
Or maybe that time it will be tomorrow
So for now I will review my life and pray
As I hope not to leave with hate or sorrow.

Randy L. McClave

Submitted: Thursday, September 19, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013
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