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By πππ

The hourglass of every life is filled with grains of sand
And through the narrow neck of time our memories all land
Each grain a special yesteryear each grain a dream thatβs passed
Lifelong castles built with care in hopes that they would last
Our trips around the dazzling sun are all too precious few
Whether they count twenty-one or even ninety-two
So live your life with purpose and seize each fleeting day
And heed the Good Bookβs verses before life slips away
When all of todayβs tomorrows have turned to yesterdays

And you add up the joys and sorrows that you faced along the way
In pursuit of lifeβs bright rainbows and the dreams you dared to dream
The brilliant shooting star shows beyond the moonlit beams
Donβt lose sight of the treasures from which youβd never part
The things that canβt be measured except within your heart
That offer your life meaning and lasting legacy
Your inspiration for dreaming for all the world to see
And as you bid this world adieu and say your last goodbyes
Get showered with the βI love yousβ and head toward Heavenβs prize
Take a look around you and count yourself as blessed
For all that youβve held onto thatβs brought you happiness
Your life on Earth will carry on within the hearts and souls
Of the many lives youβve met along this long and rocky road
From mountains high to ocean shores your journey here is done
So let your wings toward Heaven soar to that home beyond the sun!

βThe years of our life are . . . soon gone, and we fly away . . . So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom.β ~~ Psalm 90:10, 12 (ESV)
βLet us prepare our minds as if weβd come to the very end of life. Let us postpone nothing. Let us balance lifeβs books each day.β ~~ Seneca (First Century)