We die a little each day
Every morning we wake up, we die a little more
Life is so precious and seems so long
But, If you don't live life, you become time poor
We take each day for granted
A mistake, we shouldn't make
Because, when in the ground we're planted
That's when, for more time, we will ache
Craig Newcomb
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/die-a-little-everyday/
