And life begins with pages turned;

the future’s hope is what we yearn.

Respect and love we try to earn;

while slowly down our candles burn.

As we grow,

what have we learned?

Bridges crossed or bridges burned;

each day we miss another turn.

Life gives it’s lessons quick and stearn;

Do we listen, do we learn?

As we live,

what have we learned?

Despair and loss we quickly learn;

while loved ones fill tomorrow’s urn.

We laugh, we cry each has it’s turn;

we pray we have salvation earned.

As we die,

what have we learned?

What have we learned?

What do we know?

There is a place, we all must go.

But, did we learn;

before we went.

That precious time is all we spent.