Darkness Receding
Troy Matsunaga

Death comes so easy.
Without warning it takes.
Cold hand reaching out to grasp,
as long as its need is fulfilled.

Always do all that You can do;
while you have breath day to day.
Live life to the fullest;
see all the colors of life.
Be yourself and do all that you can do.

Try not to mourn for those who have passed.
But remember the good times;
and to keep those memories closer to the
heart.
Than dwelling on the death;
and the times never to be.

Live,
Love,
into the Light.



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