Believe in the Cycle of Life

First you’re born in great de-queefing.
Doctor’s slap begins your breathing.
Then you learn to talk while teething.
Soon you date–and use some sheathings?
Celebrate with gifts and wreathings.
Suffer passings with bereaving.
Then when done, you’ll too be leaving.

WordPress daily writing prompt (believe).

Contributions

Nothing mortal’s meant to last;
All good things end way too fast.
Thus I contemplate bare-assed
As last night’s meal slips to the passed.