Life Is So Fragile
Life is so fragile. It can last a day or go for miles.
No one really knows when their time will come.
Each day is a blessing from morning till the setting sun
Frank gave his all the best way he knew how.
This may be his final bow
And if this is to be his last few days
Let us forever hold dear his loving ways
Written By: Michael K. Englmann
On the
Twenty Second Day
Of The
Eighth Month
Eighth Month
In the Year
Two Thousand And Fifteen
Two Thousand And Fifteen
AKA: BigBang / BlueSkyIgniter
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