Evolution

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Here is a poem that I wrote and published several years ago. Please feel free to share your thoughts. Evolution The little boy is happy He smiles alone at play No worries of tomorrow He lives but for today Time moves along the boy we see In school with book and pen A change is wrought within him He learns the ways of men The years pass on a man we see outside a chapel door Beside stands his lovely bride-We need to look no more Though to manhood grown now Tis the boy we knew before Old time takes on a faster pace And when we look again A fine and prosperous man we see Revered by fellow men But now we take a deeper look We hear the great man sigh Oh for the fun and frolic I knew when just a boy The tide of time moves swiftly by Rolls on from year to year The man we see is bent with age His face is worn with care Once more atop the stage of life We watch the curtain fall We’ve looked upon the life of man And viewed the fate of all Ashes to ashes dust to dust We hear the good man say And is there more–man must be more Than just a piece of clay We look upon a new born babe And ask what was before We look upon a dying man And know there must be more As actors on the stage of time We’ve many a part to play When every jot and tittles paid We will not need the clay For man must soar to higher heights All things to him be shown Until at last we understand And know as we are known