There Comes The Time

There is no specific date.
It could be early or late
in one's life,
regardless of its ease or strife.

Nor does it matter if you are busy,
doing your best to be lazy,
or in a haze
most of your waking days.

It happens to all…
whether it is during a harvest fall,
the new growth of spring,
or another quarterly season.

Nor is there one reason
for when the bell does ring,
which none can ignore
or plead for a little more.

Yes, there comes the time
when death reaches our door,
ending this earthly climb…
and hopefully taking us to Heaven's shore.


David G. Bancroft
Copyright 2004
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