by davebarclay1954

Seems like a long time ago
When life was easy and things would flow
Now it seems as though life has passed
What could I do to make it last?

If life’s for living why doesn’t it end
When the quality has gone without hope to mend
If I should go before I wake up
Can I ask you all to raise a cup

Toast not my passing as that was fast
But celebrate life while it does last
So soon it’s gone and to earth we go
Ashes and dust through time so slow

The worms may eat the bones and eyes
But please don’t ever sigh
The dead are gone till the end of days
No matter what the preacher says