So many lives
Populating this planet,
Falling in love,
Making families,
Building cities,
Fighting wars.
There they are,
In old photograph albums,
Believing they would live forever,
On Earth,
In heaven.
All fall away.
We have seen them pass
Yet here we are,
Striving still,
As if there is anything in this world,
Permanent.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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