Life is but a fragile strand of hair,
A delicate thread that’s easily torn,
One moment filled with hope and care,
The next, eternal sleep, forever sworn.
In the graveyard, we lay our heads,
Our legacy, the memories we’ve spread,
Love who you can, do what you can,
For at the end, it’s all that will remain.
The living will remember, the love we shared,
The laughter, tears, and moments we dared,
Not the wealth we amassed, or the fame we gained,
But the love we gave, and the hearts we sustained.
So let us cherish every fleeting moment,
Embrace love, and make our time count,
For in the end, it’s not what we had, but what we gave,
That will be the measure of the life we lived.
