What Is Life, But A journey,
So long yet So short
One Nurtured And Shared With Another
All Tests will it Endure?
What Is Life, But A Force
To Bring The Mighty Low,
With The Strength To Shame The Mountains
And Halt Time's Ceaseless Flow?
What Is Life, But A Fairytale,
All set Goals unattained,
All so many plans in one Heart
Is this The life the Angels Ordained?
What Is Life! Oh what is life?
To Cast dear Eunice From Her Throne,
And Raise The Flag Of pain And tears,
The grieve Of Death Be now enthroned?
What Is Life, But A weapon,
To pierce The innocent Heart,
A Burning flame, hot burning coal
That Dashed his Cherished Dreams Apart?
And What Is Life, when all is lost
Even the one you loved the most
As pain fills my heart as I write this piece
I pray and wish your soul rests in peace
Rest in perfect peace.
A Tribute to Late Eunice