A Last December

For all of us there is a last December the ripened fruit off of it's branch does fall
Each dawn we see one nearer to our last dawn life's journey has an ending for us all
The longest lived human life as time goes not a long span the clock on our lives keeps ever ticking fast
At the stroke of midnight we will be in tomorrow and today it will be of the past
For to live with honor it takes a good person to their higher selves they do remain as true
The people who always does leave it to others in their words to pay them the credit they are due
There is more to self to live for there are others and many good people live in every town
They are always quite willing to help the needy those doing it tough and financially down
Those who have a healthy love of self always love others for they have plenty of love in them for to share
There is not anybody who is more selfish than the self centered greedy millionaire
She or he to humanity of little value since they only ever does care for their own
For kindness and compassion and philantrophy their sort are not nor never will be known
Yet for them too there is a last December and for them too there is a final night and day
And for some of us and this also includes me life's journey's end is not that far away.