O life, my life! Once written with aplomb

The skies were clear, the rain was light, I marched towards the dawn

My footsteps echoed evermore
and though the road was long

I stepped with head held high as flight, always looking on

But life! life! strife!
and fear
The ink is running dry
This passage is amended
Before the last goodbye

O life! my life!
What wicked whispers want

I silence them by light of day,
though in the night, they taunt

They shadow me, my marching quelled, they meld in to the morn

I haven't strength, my will bereft,
I rest with them in scorn

For life, my life! of weeping pines
and fear
The ink has all tipped over
And the message is quite clear

O life, a life! unending in aplomb

The skies are light, the rain is gone,
the spirit carries on

No steps that echo, still, so fleet,
the road won't seem so long

So march
and be united with your love before the dawn

For life, O
life,
is a smile
through a cry
This passage cannot be amended
No need for goodbye