We spend all our lives, <br />collecting things, <br />making money, <br />wasting what little time we have. <br /> <br />when in the end, <br />all that money, and possessions, go away. <br />fore you are unable to bring them with, <br />when it is your time to go. <br /> <br />they are left behind, <br />unlike the memories you gave to others.<br /><br />Jeryn Bean<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/possessions-6/
