Last Breath Poem by Suzanna Chevalier

We take for granted while we are here
the air that fills the atmosphere.
The breath of life that we can not see
is with us from the very beginning.
Clean air and good breathing Is what we need to
take in oxygen for our bodies to succeed
Enjoy it in this time, while you are fine.
Once we take are once last breath
our physical existence turns towards death.
Are really gone at all?
No, we are on the other side having a ball.

Written by Suzanna Chevalier on April 22,2011