A speck of dust, just a trickle of water,
Soon would blow with the wind and dry into nothing.
Our time is now for we are a whisper wanting to be heard,
A short period for laughter, remembered for what we leave.
For so long has time existed, the world, the universe so large,
We are but a fragment, a particle of all that was created.
A moment in time was this gift we were given from god above,
A moment to see and love all there is to understand from this.
Where we go from here we shall not know, but hold no fear,
Like many fallen leaves from a tree, we are one, we disappear.