Life.... from Suzie-Q

Title: *Life*	Author: *Suzie-Q*
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Are we as a grain laying on the sand Or perhaps as small as a seed on land? Predetermined, we really do not know, We are born, we are young, we age, we grow. The hour glass ekes out all its grains of time, The body ages, vessels fill with grime, We are born, we are young, we age, we grow, Predetermined, we really do not know. We grasp youth, and hide age as we decline, The hour glass has eked out its grains of time, Predetermined, we really do not know, We are born, we are young, we age, we grow. We are born, we are young, we age, we grow, We know life, but death, we have yet to know.

Amateur Poetry