In Our Journeys Through Life Poem by Francis Duggan

In our journeys through life we rise after every fall
And the greatest of human achievements are not great at all
Compared to the achievements of Nature human achievements seem small
And Nature's Reaper on all lives has the final call
Our journey in life must end one night or day
And like the leaves of the Fall we go into decay
Except for suicide cases on how long we live the Reaper has the say
Death makes way for new life this is Nature's way
In our journeys in life we make friends and foes
One would have to say this is life one must suppose
And whether you are one who knows of wealth and fame
Or one who does not have a penny to his or her name
The Reaper on their lives has the final say
For everyone there is a last night and day.