Moore County Artist: Larry Pickard

Born terminal

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Death will come to all of us
Bottled ashes or six feet underground
Our thoughts will be empty; we utter no sound
Here today, maybe gone tomorrow
Friends feel the loss, saddened by sorrow
When your eyes open shortly after birth
You have no idea of your time on earth
From the first breath, we begin our aging path
Enjoying our lives as time moves fast
It’s hard to believe we turn to dust
The death you see is a terminal must
Do you think of death in a profound way
No one knows night or day
Some leave early, and others late
The man above picks the date
Or ever imagine a time without you
The Grim Reaper comes regardless of who
Childhood friends are a growing list
I am saddened by the names already missed
Death is a disregarded thought in time
Buried deep inside one’s mind
Life is short and quick to pass
Our time clock moves way too fast
Smile, love life, and enjoy each day
Forgive and forget, hold anger at bay
Treat your friends with love and kindness
Time with them is far from timeless
Always keep this thought in mind
You’ll never outlast the word called TIME.

William Larry Pickard 2020
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June 24, 2025

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