The Precipice (OR) Live Now!

This is a little dark, but I think it makes a valid point. Life is short for everyone. Though I note it is much shorter for some than others. Enjoy.  (Many thanks to Orel for his stunning photograph of my beloved Scotland.)

After I reread this a few times I thought, really all that is needed is the last stanza. It says it all. 

We are standing on the precipice

Of where we started from

And looking over shoulders

At times so quickly gone

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We’re holding onto memories

That should have long been thrown

Off the edge of sanity

To depth of pits unknown

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And we can’t help but  to carry

Those trinket’s — cherished wealth

Those times spent swimming wastelands

In days of strength and health

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We look at youth and marvel

At the carefree joy we shared

But time swooped in and robbed the lot

And nothing strong was spared

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We are standing on the precipice

Of what doubtless lies ahead

A polished box with knockers on

And earth itself our bed.

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