Life Is Passing Me By Poem by Alexandrian Ink

Life Is Passing Me By



My paths are forming
My days are aging
For am gradually moving
To that tomb that's waiting

U see; LIFE IS PASSING ME BY.

Life is not a friend
No time to borrow or lend
It is moving to the end
The mysteries it tend.

Just know; LIFE IS PASSING ME BY.

I have to ensure
That I work without leisure
Except in God my pleasure
For Him to bless my future.

COS; LIFE IS PASSING ME BY.

Ali Alexon

Sunday, October 22, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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