When It Comes Time To Go Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Life is color
in every shade and hue
rainbows that bless me and you
in moments bright as dawn's first light
the next, darker than a moonless night.
Life is song
with rhythm and beat,
a poetry with ebb and flow
that plays the sweetest symphony
to soothe and cradle the soul.
Life is light
a candle with eternal glow
enough to illumine every path
for any wanting to learn and grow.
Life is love
and the freedom to choose
from all that's been given
and become co-creators
of a life worth the livin'.
So I must tell you, Lord,
whatever comes next
or tempests may blow,
I'm going to miss this life a little
when it comes my time to go.