This was a life
That had hardly begun
No time to find
Your place in the sun
No time to do
All you could have done
But we loved you enough for a lifetime.
No time to enjoy
The world and its wealth
No time to take life
Down off the shelf
No time to sing
The song of yourself
Though you had enough love for a lifetime.
Those who live long
Endure sadness and tears
But you’ll never suffer
The sorrowing years:
No betrayal, no anger,
No hatred, no fears,
Just love – only love – in your lifetime.
– Mary Yarnall (1955-)