What if in twenty-four hours, your life was going to end?

How would you spend your last day, on this earth my friend?

Would you throw the grandest party, going out in style?

Or sit quietly with loved ones, your last emotion, just a smile?

Would you attempt the wildest things, your money could afford?

Would you sit in contemplation, reviewing your life before the Lord?

What about selling everything you own and giving it to the masses?

Or take stock of what you have, waiting, hoping this crisis passes?

Would people reminisce how you cared for only stuff and things,

And would they cringe and remember cuts, and jabs, and stings?

Would they remember your helping hand, no matter what the cost,

Would you be missed immediately, with tears and heartfelt loss?

What if in twenty-four hours, your life was just a memory?

Would you be quickly forgotten or would you leave a legacy?

Life seems to fly by quicker than the fastest eye can blink.

Live, laugh, and love, it goes by quicker than you think.