People I knew from years ago are sick and dying which truly saddens me <br />But that to me a reminder of my own mortality <br />The clock on my life is ticking as it ticks for everyone <br />And I won't be remembered for the things I've said and done <br /> <br />Not to me that it will matter when to the Reaper I have gone <br />I am just another number and life it will go on <br />Those who think that they cannot be done without their own selves only deceive <br />But having said that we believe what we only want to believe. <br /> <br />Some people I knew from years ago and younger or older than me by a few years <br />Are past all feelings and all cares and past laughter and tears <br />Some of them buried in the Hometown cemetery and more lay further away <br />And I'm left to remember them though time has left me gray <br /> <br />Some people I know from years ago I never more shall see <br />But of all cares and worries one might say they are free <br />We had our youth we had our prime and time for none does wait <br />And the Reaper who claimed the life from them for me too has set a date.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/people-i-knew/
