The most unusual gift
I ever got
it can’t be sold
and it can’t be bought
The gift of life
Can’t be refused
it’s very fragile
and quite confused
Nobody knows why we’re here
With the invisible puppeteer
The present is the present
it’s all there really is
The past goes by so fast
The future is a quiz
but you never know with this thing called life
if we’re almost done or we will survive
sometimes you think it’s winding down
But maybe it’s never ending
But death is always pending
The sands of time are spending
A week, a month, a decade older
And then it’s over