Why Do We Live? Joshua Philipp August 20, 2012 Poetry By Joshua Philipp Just as flowers fall, so shall we all What meaning to find before time makes its call To love and the spring Softly we’d sing Then what is left, for to dust turn the memories of all. Yet there was a time, so long ago When troubles and cares, I would care not to know And I would sing And I would dream In innocent joy that still whispers its call to my home. Joshua Philipp is a newspaper editor, writer, and poet living in Astoria, New York City. He is vice president of the Society of Classical Poets. Other Poems by Joshua Philipp Related Post ‘Statues’ and Other Poetry by Charles Bauer Statues A Villanelle Two Buddhas now a lost reality, A crowd chants loudly near a pile of stone; Across the South you won’t find General Lee. T... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.