The Passage of Life

It travels at its own pace
Taking us here, there and everywhere
To a sad or a lonely place
And at times it doesn’t seem fair


It lets us grow, it gives us memories
It gives us wisdom, it gives us grief
At times our heart cries
And sometimes it lets us breath a sigh of relief


We have no control
On how long it will last
The passage of life owns our soul
And at times it goes fast.