From Cradle To The Grave

We can’t help getting older,

But we don’t have to get old.

When the light flicks on

And the night’s been lost

All the dreams inside

Turn to life or frost.

Let your mind run free

In this world so vast.

For we cannot grow

While locked in the past.

Let the good times roll

In the journey of life.

A day turns year

When travels stop here.

In the balance of what matters

Wish we all could see clear.

More time with family

And friends are on their way.

The key to being happy

And grateful every day,

Is to wake up and spread love

From cradle to the grave.