We are all actors upon a stage, the stage that is known as life.
The curtain rises, at the moment of our birth
some say that this part is the best.

When we are laid upon our mother’s breast,
we hear the oohs and awes from those
who will be our caregivers, teachers, our parents.

None of us know all our lines, for this play is never-ending
and surprising. From our first breath to learning how to crawl
to walking steadily and facing it all.

We progress from one act to another, unsure of what the next
lines in this play will call. Will it be grief or bliss,
or something that will make us fall?

Some of us will only have a line or two; others may have a brief
sketch, while others will be part of a grand show.

No one knows just what role they will play,
but for all of us there is one inevitable thing.
That for each of us, at one time or another,
the curtain must fall.