Here I sit with a heavy heart,
writing the end before the start.
A future seen and all was bright.
Yet alone we lay in the dark of night.
Now the unknown we’re again to face,
our yesterdays vanished without a trace.
Tomorrows will come, some will cry.
Death can consume before we die.
Spirits awaken if chosen to see.
Luck’s a gift, happiness free,
time is chance and life’s a friend.
Love’s a gamble, I bet to the end.