Life…a poem from Diane Zych printed with her permission
Diane Zych wrote a very beautiful poem that she is willing to share with our readers. She was blessed with a 50 year marriage and lost her sweet and loving husband this past year.
It is said that man is destined to die
from the moment of his birth.
But though I may try, I can not deny
life’s merriment and mirth.
I have spent hours praising intoxicating flowers,
and toasting the sinuous sun.
As the moon brightens, my inebriation heightens,
in celebration of the day that is done.
So I shall be fanciful, lighthearted and gay
and rejoice in the miracle of life.
For all too soon will come the day
I shall be sobered by Death’s summoning fife.
Thank you for sharing these meaningful words.