The brevity of life,
The brevity of love,
The brevity of death,
While watching from above.
They don't seem to realize,
they just can't see,
how important the brevity of life can be.
To see them then, the way I see them now,
I look down and start to frown.
They don't treasure life,
they clearly will never see,
untill they have died and gone,
just like me.
I wish I could tell them,
I wish they could see,
exactly how beautiful life can truly be.
T.K Owens
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/brevity-2/
