All that is born must die
No one and nothing, remains the same
Everyone has to learn to say goodbye
Every thing changes in fact and in name
All that is born must die
Look in your tattered albums,
look at the faces
They'll speak of volumes
Of lost times and places
Childhood is fleeting
Innocence must fly
Passage of time is deleting
All that is born must die
Accepting the changes
From comfortable places
To new feelings and ranges
To New lives and new faces
To learn to let go
To let hands slip from yours
To yield to life's flow
To walk through opened doors
Each day there's a parting
New peace and new strife
Life changing and starting
From the old, to new life
Each new day differs from the last
Every sunrise and sunset in the sky
Is different and has traveled into the past
Everyone has to learn to say goodbye…
And all that is born must die
poem by David Whalen
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