Do

Do what you will,
Do what you must.
Whatever you do
Will end in dust.

None of us stay,
None of us live.
Just a moment in time
Is ours to give.

Given to me,
Given to you.
These few whispered words:
"To each other be true."

Perhaps this is true,
Perhaps this is so.
But those words for me
Faded too long ago.

Feb. 26, 1995