Follow, Follow, Follow

One after another we all must go
follow, follow, follow
steadily flow

But not so soon!
not right now!
insistently we cry
we need her
we love her
we are not ready to say goodbye

It touches all
it follows all
it leaves no one behind
for it is relentless and cruel
and formidably unkind

But as we wait, wait, wait
for sorrow to greet us
we stand and walk
in each day that meets us

Today, tomorrow, we do not know
but we grieve and toil
in joy and sorrow
all our days
with beautiful, painful, ceaseless praise.