No one knows when death will come. So live each day like it's your last.

I have written this for my uncle. He was perfectly healthy. He'd never been sick in his life. Then one day a car hits him and he died three day's after. He said he wished he could have done so much more. He's gone now. So take a chance and try it. You'll regret it if you don't.

This poem originally was published in Sad Poems - Poems about Death