Life
Life is a road, a road not straight
Like a path in the woods
A road that decides our fate
A path where one moves with time that never stood
Life is a leaf
It will grow, dry, fall
Life is brief
But that is the fate of all
Live is a river, it has a source
In the end it meets the heavenly sea
There, ends its life force
Like all of you and me
Life is a gift
Sent from the skies
Life is swift
With no time for goodbyes