long after the bright spring

[fledgist]

 there are some gains from adding years to life

then there are losses from the very start

that cannot be avoided by the art

or skill that teaches ease of horrid strife

although the world with pain and death is rife

we don't just throw the bodies on the cart

and pass on by each of us has some heart

yet still we know we must go under knife

no magic keeps us hidden from the fact

that life's a process with an ending point

and not some bird forever on the wing

this play must reach at last the closing act

the times must be put into proper joint

and winter come long after the bright spring