Khaos/Blooms from Decay

The Gifts by Jeanne Dove

I believe people are gifts in our lives

No matter how long or short

You get to have them or hold them

Or just plain know them

They all make their impressions

You learn all your lessons

And your life would be lonely and boring without them

So I hope to say that along the way

You will find some true friends

That are there to stay

And won’t go away

But as life has it

It does have its magic

But it seems so tragic

When all the ones you need the most

All turn into ghosts

Not ever to be seen again

But this my friend is not the end

We’ll catch up to them around the bend

But as for us

We are still here

For we have a purpose

We’ve yet to fulfill...