I learned all I needed to know
About the meaning of life and death
In the falling of the last snow
When my father exhaled his last breath
Every lesson I could have been taught
About the ends and the starts
I was given when one day I fought
With all the misgivings in my heart
I stopped being afraid of death
When I was still young
When I learned to love every breath
And love every new sun
Things come and cease to be
As surely as the pace of time
And when time comes for me
I will not fear the dividing line
So every minute of every hour of every day
I should cherish as much as I can live
And live as fully and well, come whatever may
And give to my life till I no longer live
Ex Tempore LVII
M.M. — 03-Aug-2013
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