Womb to the Tomb

From the day I was born covered in blood from mother’s womb,
My journey begun with each passing day bringing me closer to my tomb.
Life is so short, savoir each moment and live everyday as if It’s your last,
Advice I was given. But didn’t really listen as the words faded into the past.
Time stops for no one, and with each passing year, I’m getting closer to the light,
I sometimes think back on the advice that was given with sorrow and hindsight.
I could have done more, lived more of my dreams or made better choices,
But its all to late now as I rock in my chair trying to remember family voices.

DSJ